I came into Project Searchlight exhausted and ready to be refreshed.
I was ready to be around people that understood the tears that came at night, after hours.
I needed to be surrounded by people that didn't expect too much from me, but only enough.
The whole week of Searchlight was more than I could have ever expected, was more enriching and challenging than I was ready for. I not only was reunited with my squad, but friends from other squads. New and old relationships blooming in an environment that produced fruit and encouragement. The speakers brought forth hard truth that set a fire deep within me, asking me questions I was afraid to ask my self. Demanding more of me when I thought I was empty. This past week brought forth intimacy with Jesus I have anxiously awaited. I had conversations that made me cry and experiences that almost had "peed your pants" ending.
Searchlight was more than a reunion, more than a "next step", It was time for The Father to reassured all of us we were doing what he wanted. That he HAD called us to the race, and he was STILL calling us. Just because we are back doesn't mean we have to stop.
We are not stagnant people, just like God is not a stagnant God. We each have a story to tell, we each have a fight to fight.
Searchlight allowed us, or me to remember who I was and what I was doing. Why I felt the need to leave America and why I felt the need to be uncomfortable. 
I would tell any racer to go to Project Searchlight. For me, it was one of the most enriching experiences.
