I just got back from training camp (insert noise of someone falling off the face of the Earth here)! These past few days I have tried to process what has happened, but honestly I have know idea!
I did learn one important thing though,and it took all week for me to figure it out. It’s that it’s okay to ask for help. I know, that may seem easy. But coming from someone who listens to everyone and enjoys it, carrying other people’s burdens is easy for me to do. It’s hard for me to say ” Hey, I’m struggling! Can you help me!? Can you walk with me?”
This lesson was brought to my attention first when I realized I had the problem! (Sadly I was unaware for the past 21 years) I had just got done putting my tent up, for what seemed like the 10th time this week,even though it was only like day 4. The wind picked up and it started pouring down rain! That’s when I saw my tent flying in the air. So I run to get it and restake it down. At this moment there were multiple people who asked if they could help me. But I was to proud to say I needed help. I thought I could do it on my own, but I honestly couldn’t. Someone ended up helping me. Which I’m so thankful for!
Later that week we did a scenario where we had a group of 7 and we role played that we were traveling and 5 of us had got this disease some were blind, some couldn’t talk, some might of had a limp foot, but I was made unconscious! So my team had to literally carry me to the “pharmacy” I believe this is where I became accepting and unproud.
There is something humbling about being 21 years old and being carried. It makes you rely on others and be able to open with people in ways I never thought I could. Something beautiful begins to happen when you are open with each other and we carry each other’s burdens! We CREATE some of the most extravagant friendships I have ever seen. That all just happened in 10 days! I can’t wait to see what God does with the rest of these 11 months!!
