Yesterday, I got home from training camp. To be honest, I’m really struggling with putting the last week in words. How do you possibly explain a week like I just had? At this point, my days have ran together and the details have blurred due to lack of sleep and strange food intake. Naturally. But If I could do it again, I wouldn’t change a thing.
I would choose sleeping out in the freezing cold weather and snuggling with my new family. I would choose placing my tent next to the guy who snored so loud the earth began to shake. I would choose eating ugali and fish soup (okay, maybe not the fish soup). I would choose to wake up for 7 am workouts – running up and down the hills of Georgia. I would choose to stay up late chatting around the camp fire while holding hands, crying, and praying with my squad members. I would choose to worship the Lord in full abandonment ready to hear his voice, shout declarations of whom I am in Him, live in His freedom, and be still before Him.
I would do it the same – except maybe I would get over myself a little more.
This week I experienced what it would look like if the kingdom of God invaded the earth. I experienced intentional people with a desire to know and love me exactly as I am. Unconditionally. I witnessed the spirit of the Lord release people from the chains of their past. And then, I witnessed these people proclaim to bring that freedom across the world. I witnessed the spirit of the Lord working in the lives of people devoted to live recklessly for his kingdom. I experienced the Lord in a real way. I cried in His overwhelming presence. Ultimately, I realized the desire of my heart has been His desire for me all along.
"The Spirit of the LORD is upon me, for he has anointed me to bring Good News to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim that captives will be released, that the blind will see, that the oppressed will be set free, and that the time of the LORD's favor has come.” – Luke 4:18-19
When we live unhindered, abandoned, and recklessly devoted lives, the Lord will use us. This abandonment demands dying to ourselves so that He can live through us. Sounds difficult, but finally I see that nothing is more worth it. It’s no easy task, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
