It has been approximately nine days since the most God-saturated week of my life.
I am still trying to work through every experience of His glory.
God tore down the walls I had put around Him.
While processing TC, I realized that part of me didn’t want God to be as magnificent as He actually is.
Honestly, I am afraid to trust Him.
He’s CRAZY!
He is in the business of breaking apart.
And then beautifully reconstructing.
His glory, majesty, LOVE, power, righteousness, protection… all were tangible and visible at TC.
It has become even more of a struggle to describe my God because He is so much more than my feeble mind can comprehend. Which is scary, but brings so much comfort and safety.
If I had to sum up training camp in a few words, it would be this:
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold the new has come.”
[ 2 Corinthians 5:17 ]
I have shed the skin of my old self, and walked out in my new (and true) identity.
God transformed my heart in a number of ways. One being the revelation of how REAL and PRESENT our God is. His Spirit weighed in on training camp. There was a physical presence of the Lord. He was breaking chains, healing the wounded, filling hearts with joy. His voice was audible, His Spirit breathable. God was in the midst of training camp. It was HIS. He designed it before the beginning of time, and I could feel Him rejoicing over the freedom He poured out upon each person.
I walked into training camp with a lot of brokenness. I walked in with a confused heart about who I truly was. For so long, I had chosen to let my past define who I am and fell into a cycle of self-pity.
That is not what God has for his daughter.
After a talk on healing, everyone in the room began to lay hands on each other and HEAL, by the power of Christ, those who were physically and emotionally wounded. My eyes witnessed the healing Spirit of the Lord make an injured ankle whole again, an injured shoulder regain full mobility, broken hearts made new.
This was the moment everything changed: God healed a deep wound in my heart.
I shared a painful part of my story with my squad. I was terrified because it is something that has haunted me for so long, but the moment the words were said, my brothers and sisters grabbed hold of me and began to FIGHT for me. They spoke the most beautiful words: inviting the Spirit to descend and do His work.
He did just that. I am healed. God came into the depths of my heart and replaced darkness with light. He removed the chains that I was clinging to. He made me realize that I was holding onto my past because it was the only identity that I knew.
I was afraid to be who God created me to be
because it is completely different than who I have been for the past 23 years.
God did not mean for me to walk in the deception of darkness but in the glory of His light.
I am still trying to work through every experience of His glory.
God tore down the walls I had put around Him.
While processing TC, I realized that part of me didn’t want God to be as magnificent as He actually is.
Honestly, I am afraid to trust Him.
He’s CRAZY!
He is in the business of breaking apart.
And then beautifully reconstructing.
His glory, majesty, LOVE, power, righteousness, protection… all were tangible and visible at TC.
It has become even more of a struggle to describe my God because He is so much more than my feeble mind can comprehend. Which is scary, but brings so much comfort and safety.
If I had to sum up training camp in a few words, it would be this:
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold the new has come.”
[ 2 Corinthians 5:17 ]
I have shed the skin of my old self, and walked out in my new (and true) identity.
God transformed my heart in a number of ways. One being the revelation of how REAL and PRESENT our God is. His Spirit weighed in on training camp. There was a physical presence of the Lord. He was breaking chains, healing the wounded, filling hearts with joy. His voice was audible, His Spirit breathable. God was in the midst of training camp. It was HIS. He designed it before the beginning of time, and I could feel Him rejoicing over the freedom He poured out upon each person.
I walked into training camp with a lot of brokenness. I walked in with a confused heart about who I truly was. For so long, I had chosen to let my past define who I am and fell into a cycle of self-pity.
That is not what God has for his daughter.
After a talk on healing, everyone in the room began to lay hands on each other and HEAL, by the power of Christ, those who were physically and emotionally wounded. My eyes witnessed the healing Spirit of the Lord make an injured ankle whole again, an injured shoulder regain full mobility, broken hearts made new.
This was the moment everything changed: God healed a deep wound in my heart.
I shared a painful part of my story with my squad. I was terrified because it is something that has haunted me for so long, but the moment the words were said, my brothers and sisters grabbed hold of me and began to FIGHT for me. They spoke the most beautiful words: inviting the Spirit to descend and do His work.
He did just that. I am healed. God came into the depths of my heart and replaced darkness with light. He removed the chains that I was clinging to. He made me realize that I was holding onto my past because it was the only identity that I knew.
I was afraid to be who God created me to be
because it is completely different than who I have been for the past 23 years.
God did not mean for me to walk in the deception of darkness but in the glory of His light.
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Thank you to all who have partnered with me thus far! You were a huge part in enabling me to experience this freedom and be consumed by a fire to go out and share the Good News.
