TRAINING CAMP
Where do I even begin?
I honestly don’t even know what to say to people when they ask, “How was training camp?” or “What happened at training camp?” How am I supposed to describe one of the hardest but rewarding 10 days of my life? So here are some of my thoughts about it and I’m sorry if they are all over the place, but stick with me.
I went into training camp with the fear that I wouldn’t fit in or that I wouldn’t be physically, mentally, or spiritually ready. I went in with the mindset that training camp would determine whether or not I went on the race.
I had no idea that God would bring 40 of the most amazing people into my life and they would become my brothers and sisters. I had no idea that I would give my struggle with depression and self-worth to God and truly let him bring me into his healing arms. I had no idea that I would let these strangers see how messy my life is after two days of knowing them. I had no idea that I would see just how powerful God can really be.
Training camp was messy. I had to put some of my deepest crap out on the table for others to see. I had to rely on the people around me to accept my mess and love me anyway….and they did. I have never in my life felt more accepted by God and the people he placed around me. Training camp helped me find freedom from my mess. It showed me that I don’t ever have to walk alone in my mess.
God showed me that I am worthy. He showed me that he will never leave me because I am worthy of his love. He loves me and sticks with me even when I have thoughts of failure, loneliness, of worry, of doubt, of fear, of not being good enough.
I may not be physically different, but I know that inside I am a truly different person. I don’t have to worry about the future and I sure as heck don’t have to be afraid.
God’s got my back. He makes me brave. I am here for a reason.
Side note for my supporters: Y’all are amazing! Thank you tons and tons for praying and donating to help me take on this great mission.
