& we danced, & we cried, & anything and everything I own is covered with red Georgia clay. The week of mystery has come and gone. Boundaries were stretched in every way imaginable.
√ hygiene
√ eating habits
√ worship
√ prayer
√ creativity
√ personal space
√ physical activity
spiritually, emotionally, mentally, physically I was pushed.
It was a week that hurt so good.
Through training camp I learned that the race depends on the amount of space I create for God to fill me up. That daily abandonment to false intimacies leads to discomfort but leads to total dependence on the Father for emotional, spiritual, and physical needs which allows for a deeper intimacy with Him every day.
I was challenged to step outside of my comfort zone, not because I was excited about the tasks at hand or to prove I can handle extreme conditions/situations {because without complete reliance on God I can’t and I won’t} but instead because I wanted to be so discontent in being comfortable. Comfortable Christianity and in life-that when God calls, my comfort zone is not an issue. That the Lord would create in me a brave heart that is more afraid of missing out than stepping out.
“Do anything you need to do to me Lord-so that you can do everything you want to do through me”. There came a point this week that these words became more than a cool and motivating mission statement. It became a desire of my heart to let the Holy Spirit in and breathe new life into certain areas. And boy God doesn’t mess around once he gets the okay. The Lord wanted to wipe out the lies and insecurities of feeling inadequate, unqualified, and unsure that my abilities would be valuable to my squad. He wanted to prove that through Him I can do all things and presented me with the humbling opportunity of serving as a team leader in this season.
“Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for My sake will find it.” (Matthew 10:39)
The week wrecked me in preparation for a year of being wrecked-in a good way!
My confidence and calling to go on the Race was restored and I was filled with a renewed sense of excitement to GO to the nations.
that my home isn’t in Minnesota it is with HIM
that I’m not going on the race to “find myself” but to DIE to self
that I must become less, and HE must become more
That this isn’t my World Race. It’s HIS.
It is no mistake that each one of my P-squad brothers and sisters are on the race. The Lord purposefully and specifically chose and gave me this beautiful family. God did incredible things in my heart and the hearts of my squad mates and showed me a glimpse of what it is like to live in a community of brothers and sisters on fire for Jesus. I am so ecstatic to live amongst these people and bring the love of Christ to the nations in the season ahead!
We survived training camp and came out world racers! Come January we launch to the nations!
My P-SQUAD family who will be going on the same route {same countries} as myself!
Meet my new sisters! This is my World Race team I get to do life and ministry with over the next year!!
{Emily, Olivia, Brittany, Amy, Jennifer}
