Training Camp was a week that I had been anticipating and as it near brought great confusion of what to actually pack ( 90% of what I did was the wrong thing)! But at registration began, I realize, everything I attempted to form expectations over the upcoming days were going to yield void. I chose quickly to fall on advice from years previous of ” hold on and enjoy the ride”.
The next few days held exercises of flexibility to our standards of living and teaching to stretch us spiritually. As the pressures of camp increased our hearts were open to the work of the Holy Spirit! We were pressed and pruned by our leaders and squad members. In this time of camp I realized I had held onto some brokenness from childhood and that pain had defined how I saw myself and related to others. Once I voiced this thing to my squad mates and my sweet friend prayed over me, I felt free and a little older ( in a great way!)
Nearing the end of the week as I felt true bonds growing with individuals in my squad, we were going out for a great adventure and I was looking forward to what was about unfold as I fell down the slippery stairs of the school bus we were on. As i folded up in pain, partial embarrassment, and a flood of emotions, my sweet amazing squad mates surrounded me in love and prayers. I fell more in love with every person of P-Squad ( no pun intended- at first)!
At the end of camp, I got assigned to a group of people for a team building activity, to which we were asked would you be ok with this group of people as your team mate? We all said YES, and so formed “Dunamis” (greek word for God’s Power)! I LOVE LOVE LOVE my team! Brandon, Jason, William, Lauryn, Sally, and Amber! Please be in prayer for each of my team mates as we have 2 months before we leave and so much on our own plates as we close things up before our journey!
