Thursday and Friday of Training Camp focused on team formations and team bonding. Thursday night we were supposed to have one last lecture. It started out like every other one did, with amazing worship! The only thing that was different was that there were no chairs to sit in. Instead of a lecture, worship transitioned into a time of prayer, personal and listening prayer. One point that night Clint, the man leading the night, asked the World Race alumni to go around and pray. I did not instantly have someone there praying for me like most people did.
I just stood there alone.
During that time I had prayed and asked for Him to take my loneliness in that time away, to take all of my doubt away and to comfort me in that time.
After repeating that prayer over multiple times, one of my squad-mates approached me and had told me that God was telling her to sing me a song and she asked if she could sing it to me.
As soon as she started singing I started to sob. She was singing What a Friend We Have in Jesus.
Why was that hymn so important in that time? What a Friend We Have in Jesus has always been one of my favorite hymns and the whole week of training camp, I would sing it to myself to comfort myself.
That was Gods way of answering my prayer for comfort.
Just a little while later, some 2nd generation F squad members came to us (3rd generation squad) and started praying over us as a squad. After we dispersed from that I continued to worship God, thanking him for comforting me and showing me that He was always with me.
****Side note: Earlier in the week, I had lost my name tag between all the packing and unpacking that had taken place.
During the transition from one song to another, someone tapped me, someone whom I have never met before.
WR alum: Do you have any Kayseas on your squad?
Me: We actually have 2.
WR alum: Who are they?
Me: Well, me and…
As soon as I started to point out the other Casey in the group, she stopped me.
WR alum: Stop right there. God has been telling me all night to find Kaysea and tell her something, and I know that you are the right Kaysea.
The tears started to flow…
She started to pray for me and tell me things that God wanted me to hear, things that I had been praying about all week long. After that moment, God not only comforted me but he removed the doubt not only once but twice!! In that moment, I knew that I was where I was supposed to be.
How GREAT is OUR GOD!!!
Friday ended with squad wars and Saturday it was time to say Goodbye temporarily to my World Race Family.
I am in awe at the work that He did in my life at training camp and cannot wait to see how He is going to mold me in the 11 months to come.
