49%
WHAT?!!!?
I am halfway funded!!!!!!
HUGE thanks to my most recent donors, Bethany Slidell and Bethany Long Beach! I am crazy blessed to call you people my family.
In other news Training Camp is in 2 days!
TWO DAYS! If you remember months ago I kept asking if this was real.. well it sure feels real now. While the realness is awesome, and oh so exciting the realness also has brought some anxiety.
It started Sunday, it all hit me in a moment. We were celebrating my birthday a little early and I was surrounded with good food, and great people. As these loved ones sang me happy birthday and the candles flickered I looked into their eyes, the moment was filled with pure joy.
So naturally I cried.
The moment was filed with so much joy and love that I was hit like a ton of bricks with the reality that they wouldn't get to sing to me next year. That next year everything will be different. So I cried.
I eventually dried it up and held on to the excitement and adventure that awaits me, and thought how awesome it will be to celebrate 25 with my new WR family.
This brings us to tonight, the night before, the night before I leave for camp.
Have I tried packing once? Practiced? Nope. No Stress… right? I have waited to the last minute to pack for stuff all the time.
As the night went on i saw lots of squad mates pictures of their neat and tidy packed up bags, ready to go…
STRESS.
I felt a little defeated before I started. It felt impossible. * Note it's a 65 L back pack.. aks SMALL. I felt like I don't have the right stuff, or enough. No I have too much. I don't have money to get more, there is no REI in La… I could go on.
Stress.
Deep breath. Just do it. I tried convinced and calm myself.
Sometimes I am just in awe how little the devil has to try to get us to think only of ourselves and our struggles. I am just amazed how quickly we fall for it. I mean how obvious is it that this is a non issue, packing, but all he has to do is whisper that it is a big deal. All he has to do is hint that we can't handle it, and we crumble.
I packed. I did it. It's not perfect, but it doesn't have to be. Neither do we! That's what the cross was and is for.
What does the devil whisper in your ear? What makes you crumble? Is it worth it.. probably not. Give it to God and make the devil work harder.
I need y'all to lift all of us crazy kids up. All of my new friends heading to camp. We are going to be tested like no other. The devil won't be whispering, he'll be screaming.. he will try to convince us we can't handle it, that we aren't good enough, that we'll never raise the funds, that we should go get a job and not waist time.
Pray for protection, and confidence in what God has been telling us all along. Pray for faith and conviction. PRAY BOLD. Pray BIG.
WE NEED IT.
