I have to admit when God called me to the race I was
thinking I would travel the world, meet the people, and learn about
myself. I will get to do all of
that, but it’s not just traveling the world, it is giving up everything I have
to do so. Reality is setting in, I
am at training camp and the picture I had about singing worships songs around
the campfire eating samores, and the fun things you do at camp quickly faded
when our first challenge was to tie our hands and feet together and walk maybe
about ½ a mile through the woods.
(oh yea we had one eye blind folded too). The camp I envisioned quickly changed to a milder form
of boot camp. Like the day I had
to crawl about 1/4 a mile on gravel because I had lost a leg when our plane had
crashed and everyone had to get to safety as team building activity. Traveling the world and sharing God’s
love is going to be an amazing experience but in order to do so I am going to
have to…CHANGE. Now change is not
bad and part of the reason I came was because I wanted to change but change is
often times very difficult. This
training has been an eye opening experience, this is not a vacation and is
going to be the hardest thing I have done and possibly do.
About the
second day into training camp I was like what on earth am I doing camping for a
year? I mean I like camping for a week maybe ten days but a year? Am I ready to
have people in my space and business all the time? Am I ready to give of myself
freely? This week so far I have
thought am I strong enough? do I want to do this? Am I ready to lose myself to
gain so much more? Maybe I am not
ready in the flesh but when I start to get discouraged I remember the day I
prayed and asked God if this was what he was calling me to and he said “it’s ok
Alissa you are going to go.” I didn’t know how things would work out or what it
would look like and I still don’t but I know this is divinely appointed. All of this is so new, but I am excited
and nervous all at the same time.
