I went into training camp thinking I would meet a bunch of nice, perfect Christians who had never done anything wrong in their lives. I thought I was the only one coming into the Race with baggage and felt unqualified and not good enough to be a missionary. I thought if people knew the real me, they would kick me out.
Our first night together as a squad, we sat around a campfire in the middle of the woods. And one by one, we began sharing our stories. Suddenly, I realized that everyone around me had dealt with his or her fair share of stuff. Some I could completely relate to, and some I could not imagine going through. Everyone was so open, honest and real with a group 0f 60 people they had only known for 3 days!
I used to think that as an introvert, I should just be alone. I felt misunderstood by other people, and so isolation became a defense mechanism. But as everyone shared, it was amazing to see the freedom in telling someone else your secrets and seeing that you are not the only one who has been through this.
Victory: Success in a struggle against difficulties or an obstacle.
Squad: A small group of people organized in a common endeavor or activity.
