Training Camp was only 10 days, but I learned so much about myself, God, and my new teammates in those few days. I was so incredibly broken…I had a lot of issues I needed to deal with that I didn’t even know I had. A past rejection left me hurt and unable to move on…in reality I knew it was not what God wanted and I thank Him for guiding me to where I am now. But I held onto that fear of rejection and it affected my other relationships. I was worrying about my mom and the possiblity that she had cancer again. I have always had self-confidence issues about my abilities to be a “good” witness and have the “right” words to say.
While at camp, I gave these fears to God. It wasn’t easy and it took a long time, but I finally was free…Free from the “dead body” I was carrying around on my back that was weighing me down. I had let the Devil get a hold on me far too long…I’m not saying I’ll never be affected by these issues ever again, but I know that God is always here when I need Him and I have the freedom that only God can give…
