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If I could take only one thing away from training camp, it wouldn’t be the preparations made or the lifted burdens. It wouldn’t be the inspiration drummed up in my soul. It wouldn’t even be the beautiful relationships I’ve built with my teammates. No. If I could take only one thing away from training camp, it would be the fact that I’ve fallen so madly in love with my God. I have a growing, two-way, personal relationship with my king! I thoroughly enjoy praying; I can’t wait to read more of His word. I am unashamedly crazy in every sense of the word! As I took my first real shower in over a week, I felt like David, who sang and danced naked before God. It’s foolishness, I know, but when the world has seen the light, they will dance with joy like we’re dancing now! Those lyrics are so true… the smallest taste of heaven fills me with indescribable joy and I cannot stand still, but enough praise for now! I’m afraid that, if I’m not careful, my terribly refined blogs might transform into the incoherent ramblings of a madman.

In case you skimmed over the disarray above, I am finally home. Ignition camp is indescribable, but I’ll try to summarize it, anyways. Imagine yourself in an atmosphere full of praise, love, and comfort, while at the same time you are being tortured and pushed beyond all limits of comfortability. Torture may be a strong word, but I tasted just enough of it to etch into my mind the reality of what lies ahead. Confused? <laugh> I understand, but I shouldn’t write much more about it, because I loved the element of surprise at camp, and hope to allow that same luxury (or is it anxiety?) to future racers. Let me be clear about one thing, though. This was the most amazing week I can remember. These guys and gals are the most fascinating and inspiring group of people with whom I’ve ever had the pleasure of associating, and I am beyond blessed to be a part of the October 2008 Squad. I can truthfully say that I genuinely fell in love with every single one of the fifty-some members, and especially grew close to my own team!

That’s right, we have been split up into our teams! I finally know who will be my immediate family for the next year, and I could not have handpicked a better group. God chose us for each other, as the leaders fervently prayed over every decision. We spent hours and hours going through team-building exercises, debriefs, interviews, and prayer sessions. We submitted to our Father’s authority and to the discernment of the leaders. Through our dedication, love for one another, and spiritual bonding, and as the fire of Ignition came to an end, Team Judah was born, like a phoenix emerging from the ash.

Introducing Team Judah:
 
 

 
 
 
 
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Rebekah Phelps – Hailing from the very foundation of the US itself, Williamsburg, Virginia, Bekah is the team surfbaby. No beach is safe; no wave secure. If you’ve ever seen a large body of water, chances are you’ve seen Bekah. She’s poised and collected, but don’t let her unruffled presence fool you – turn on some music and Bek-Bek’ll break it down like it’s 1999. She enjoys chocolate and clean teeth, which seem mutually exclusive, but who am I to judge?

 
 

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Steph Connors – Two words: Rock. Awesome. Steph is synonymous with
skill. She is like a whirlwind of athleticism and funk. God crammed so much talent in her that it sometimes bursts out in the form of a Kung-Fu boogie at seven o’clock in the morning. Her arch-nemeses are refined sugar and knuckle cracking. Steph is the Sherlock of sports and the diva of danger, but beneath her exterior especial lays a Texan sweetheart with a heart of gold.

 

 

 

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Janina Laier – Janina is the best innovation since sliced bread. Compassion is her middle name. Raised as a farmbaby in rural Nebraska, God blessed her with the most angelic of voices, capable of taming both wild man and beast. She is the team navigator and spokeswoman to the nations. One of her favorite activities is remaining on the ground, since airplanes tend to be this superwoman’s kryptonite. When J-Jo isn’t being run over by vehicles in the early am, she enjoys turtles (non-ninja) and pianos (also non-ninja).
 
 

 
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Marisa Banas – Spiritual warrior. Peacemaker. Hip-hop artist. Marisa has no limitations. Nothing is beyond her grasp, except perhaps Egyptian Ratscrew. She’s a lover, a laugher, and a professional photo-grapher (that was an intentional rhyme). Risa is a cuddle muffin with an insatiable desire to live out every ounce of the life God has given her, which somehow almost invariably includes the Electric Slide.
 
 

 
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Elizabeth Adcock – With nicknames as numerous as the stars in the sky, Elizabeth is similarly bejeweled with creativity and affection. She is the only human being to have perfected the one-second nap, being able to nearly simultaneously fall asleep and reawaken. Her never-ending smiles comfort the world as she exhibits to the nations the Christ in her. Liz is a world champion, leg-stretching ventriloquist. Our team is required to get vaccinated against her contagious laughter.
 
 

 
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John Linkous – John can’t hide the fact that he’s awesome. He’s a kindred spirit to me, and I couldn’t ask for a better partner in crime. In fact, John is no stranger to crime, as he drove the first October World Race car to ever be pulled over by the cops. Bekah’s quick-thinking, great communication skills, and female discernment didn’t help us out of that mess-no-it was John’s manly good looks and burlesque facial hair that won over the hearts of the cops as he grinned impressively at them through the window.
 
 

 
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Aaron Darlington – Team Leader and extravagance extraordinaire, Aaron is the master behind the mind. Life isn’t a mere walk for him, but a hop, skip, and a jump. He is 100% man and 100% machine gun. He can hardly write a bloated sentence about himself without laughing. Aaron can run with the wolves, but prefers the foxes. He likes papier-mâché and snoopy boxers, but has never worn them simultaneously. CONTEST: Write an intro for me. You can take anything I wrote and
add to it or jumble it up, or you can write something entirely new.
Post entries as a comment. Winner will receive something amazing (not to mention the satisfaction of having your work published on my blog).