So that day that I thought would never come, but also thought was approaching too fast. The day that seemed far off in the distance, yet so close. The day that some days I so badly wanted to arrive, and others I wanted it to take its time and even stay away altogether.
Well, ready or not, it’s here.
I flew to DC today for "launch" (3 days of prep training) and my squad leaves for Costa Rica on…(drum roll please)…FRIDAY!!
A lot of people have asked me how I’m feeling about the Race. Well, I’ve been feeling a lot of things.
Had you asked me yesterday, my first answer would have been scared…scared to leave for 11 months, to say goodbye to friends and family, to team up with ministries that I know nothing about and will most likely push me way beyond my comfort zone.
Even today, after I spent most of the night awake, I felt unsure and doubtful about it all. I kept hearing so many lies.
You aren’t ready for this.
You’re not spiritual enough.
You’re not good enough.
People are going to judge you.
You’re squad liked you at camp, but won’t like you now.
You’re not valuable to your team.
But this afternoon when I arrived at the Holiday Inn and was reunited with M-Squad, I finally felt at peace about it all. Yes, I’m still unsure about many things. There’s so much unknown. But during worship tonight, I felt my spirit begin to stir. And as my squad leader prayed over me and a few of my squadmates, I heard the Lord say to be fearless.
Later tonight, when my team of 7 gathered around, sharing about life these past couple months, I could sense the unity that God is already forming within us, and I began to feel the familiar excitement return.
