Fundraising is hard. I knew it was going to be, but I never excepted it to be this hard. I have met my first goal and am going to training camp in just six days. I’m freaking out to say the least.
Training camp is so overwhelming for me to think about because I am a planner. I like to know what I am going to be doing and when I am going to be doing it, and all I know about training camp is that I get there on Saturday and leave the next Saturday; and that I get to sleep in my tent.
I’m scared of the unknown. I scared that I’m not going to find my group. I’m scared people aren’t going to like. I’m just scared. And nervous.
All of this scared and nervousness about training camp has recently been combined with two of my best friends moving over seas. I didn’t realize how hard it would be to say goodbye to people knowing I won’t see them for a year and half or two. Goodbyes are hard. Especially when you feel like your world is caving in.
With everything going on I know training camp will be an amazing experience in my walk with the Lord and my journey through the World Race. I’m ready to get away and see God move and prepare my squad and me in amazing ways.
I’ve been praying for God to move in great ways at training camp and my
time before the race. I ask that you all do too. I am ready for God to use me in ways I could never even imagine.
