SO I just got back the other day from training camp for the World race.
I spent 10 days living in a little tent village with 30 other crazy people. We ate rice and beans, took bucket showers, and learned about grace.
Before I tell you my main takeaway from training camp I thought it would be fun to share the little blurbs I wrote down in my journal throughout the 10 days.
I believe its best to let those moments tell themselves instead of trying to recreate descriptions for you now.
Here are just a few:
Forgiveness will shape your heart
“I will never bless your bitterness”
See to it that NOBODY misses the grace of God
A powerful person realizes they have control over themselves
We hate in others what we don’t like in ourselves
Don’t apologize for being influential
Protein will save you on the race (lol)
sleep is important
The list goes on and on… I received so many powerful words. Each one pouring more life into my spirit. It seemed that with each word spoken over me the Lord was healing my heart a little more.
“Take that massive tree of lies in your soul that has planted deep roots, please dig it up. Now here is a seed of truth, plant it in the tree’s place. Now watch it blossom.”
However, as I woke up this morning thinking about what I was going to share with all of you there was one truth that rang louder and brighter then the rest.
Before training camp,
I was terrified of the Holy Spirit
You see I was terrified of the Holy Spirit because I was terrified of His power.
My thought process looked a little like this- “If the holy Spirit is real then my comfort zone is screwed. or- what does this mean for me now?”
For a long time my faith has revolved only around 2 natures of God. The Father and the Son. I was in for a shock when I saw how terribly lopsided that was.
These past 10 days I saw the Holy Spirit perform miracles.
It knocked me on my face.
I had things happen to me that could not have been a coincidence. That HAD to have been the hand of God.
The Holy Spirit ripped me from my comfort with the best dose of tough love I have ever received all the while showing me, “This is what we can do together, now will you join me?”
Someone very dear to me once told me, “this world offers comfort but you were not made for comfort, you were made for greatness.”
The Holy Spirit is the best friend I have been missing
The one who will rip me from my comfort with words of conviction
He is the answer to my restlessness.
And you know what? He isn’t very scary at all
He is actually tender and compassionate, He provides warmth for our hearts and allows us to see with clarity. He gives us the ability to see the heart of Jesus in every person. He speaks LIFE. He stifles fear. He gives us massive doses of courage.
So what does this mean for me now?
Well, It means I will step out in Reckless Abandon
Out of the shadow of fear, and into the light of courage
Proud to say, I am now a believer in miracles- no longer terrified of them.
