I leave for the airport in half an hour…
Tonight I take the red eye out to Atlanta to go to Training Camp for the World Race!
There have been so many emotions running through my mind for the past few days. Most of them have been centered on meeting my new squad. There’s been excitement, nervousness, joy, fear and even times of unbelief that this is actually happening…
I can already tell that I might need to change some expectations about Training Camp. Honestly, I need a boost in my fundraising if I am going to be fully funded by September. I’ve been secretly hoping for a while that Training Camp would somehow implant all the mountain-moving faith I needed to see my goal to completion. Maybe I am looking at this in the wrong way.
Training Camp is the first step toward the World Race in a lot of ways. Honestly, I hope this is hard. I want to be challenged and pushed to reach people on the Race in an authentic way. I hope it draws out more of the real me, gaining stronger faith and confidence in the God who called me to this trip in the first place.
Now, I can see Training Camp in a different light. The focus is more on the work I get to do and the people I am with, rather than just the way I’ll get the money to leave this fall. At this point, within minutes of going to the airport, the focus is about being ALL IN and jumping right into this crazy, micro-World Race in Gainesville, Georgia. The best is yet to come.
