Hey everyone! It’s been awhile since I updated you all, after high school I found out that work can take up nearly all of your time. So, a few weeks after training camp I’ve had time to fully take in everything I learned and experienced. So, now it’s time to fill you all in! The first night there, instantly I felt out of place. I had absolutely no idea how to talk to the men and women in my group and for once in my life, I felt like I just couldn’t talk. And the first three days were all like that. During those days, I prayed constantly for God to let it known that I’m supposed to be here and that he’d help me connect to the men in my group. Day four, I got really sick. I’m pretty sure it was a mixture of things, but most likelay the fact that I just had heart surgery a week prior to camp and I was probably dehydrated on top of that. So I was stuck in a “quarantine” room inside the cabin until I felt better. While I was in there reading the Bible a guy came in who had an office connected to the room. I felt the Lord telling me to go and talk to him, but I honestly just didn’t want to. Eventually after an hour or two I got up and talked to him. I basically spilled out everything that was on my mind. How I couldn’t talk to people in my group and how I didn’t feel like I was supposed to be here. He was a great dude, and he told me to pray for wisdom and patience along with many other things. So after the conversation, that’s what I did. Five minutes later after praying this, all the men in my group came up to me and prayed for me. Super awkward and stuff, but I finally started to see that God is the real deal! So things started looking up after that day. Day six; they were teaching a lesson on prayer. During the end of it, the speaker told everyone to pray in silence for a few minutes and if God had anything weighed on your heart, to act on it. A buddy of mine from one of the first days came up to me and said “God told me to go find Alex Duncan and tell him that he’ll break him free of his chains, and that he’s supposed to be here.” And that one hit hard. One of the coolest things I’ve experienced. Days go by and things are slowly getting better. The last day was our “squad wars” day where we all played games and at the end was baptism. At first I pretty much said no. I wasn’t about to get baptized in front of a bunch of people I just met, but God as we all know, had other plans. So I decided to say yes, and had the guy I met from day four in the office baptize me. As soon as I sat down in the water, instantly it wasn’t me talking. I told everyone that I suffered with drug addiction, drugs and alcoholism, which was absolutely not all what I wanted to say. But I did, and I talked about the day that I got saved and I said “God, if you get me out of this situation, I will follow you to wherever you take me.” And I had completely forgot about those words until that moment in the water. Once I was baptized, I was overcome by so many emotions. It was amazing.
After running for my father all my life, I was finally home.
