I have so many thoughts and so many words about what has been happening at training camp over the past few days. More about that, more about my team, and more about the crazy things that the Lord has been teaching me this week later.
What I do want to share is about an experience that I had over my time here.
For the longest time I have been broken for a lot of causes. Water, women, children, the hurting. But last night, I got put in the shoes in a simulation of a woman who was trafficked. As a team we were put in a stressful situation where we had to get out of an area, because of the stress, we were quick to believe all that we heard. I heard that there was safety somewhere, and I ran.
Because I chose that route in stress. I was trafficked. I felt lost, I felt broken.
I connected.
