It has been 42 days since I left training camp and I can’t believe it. I intended to do a TC blog and here I am at launch.
I have been living in some sort of transitional time warp.
At training camp I met my squad. My squad consists of 56 incredible individuals from all over the country. We will be travelling together each month as a whole group, we will debrief our months together, and we will boggie-oogy-oogy on down together.
K-squad wad up, wad up!
This is Tfiz
He is our squad coordinator. He is pretty much our brains, he is navigating all 56 around the world. Tim is in the office in Gainsville and is amazing. K squad is so lucky to have him.
We have two squad leaders- “Jwarren” and “Mama P”
They will usher us into the racer life, they will pour out the Lords wisdom, truth, and knowledge. They will be our friends. They will be with us for the 1st four months and then they will raise up two new squad leaders from among us.
Our squad has 8 team leaders.
These team leaders are bomb dig- fo sho and could definitely use some extra prayer. Each team leader leads a team of 7. Teams are the people we will be doing day-to-day life with at our ministry sites. They will become our safe places, we will provide feedback to each other, pray for each other, and take on each day, no matter what that looks like, together.
This is my Team- All The Right Steps.
At training camp the Lord showed me, “You are not just not just answers to prayers for the people among the nations, you are each other answers to prayers.” God knows us, he knows what we’ve been praying for, how we have reluctantly been asking for growth in certain areas for days, weeks, months, and years. He has divinely hand picked each and every member of K-Squad because we are an answer to one or more of our brothers and sisters prayers. God has plans for K-Squad and for each of our individual teams. He will work in and through us to touch other, touch our families, touch our friends, and touch strangers. We are many, but we are one. We are united in the best way possible with Christ in the center.” I think that we connected and bonded so quickly because each of us has Jesus inside. We all love Jesus and therefore we are really in love with Jesus inside each other. I love my Jesus’s with flesh.
Training camp was a time to get real, to shed baggage, to surrender expectations, to throw out the agenda, and to get a snapshot of what it really looks like to wait on the lord and his time.
We released our control, (Ashley Musick told me when you’re trying to control something the root is really fear.)
We let go of our fears
And we asked God to let us die to ourselves so we could be alive with him.
We danced unashamed because the life God gave us is for celebration.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LwOP5C5jC68&feature=player_embedded
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEeakVgAuxQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player%0A%0A%0ASent
I set out on this journey because I want, less of myself and more of God in my everyday life. I want a chance to say, “Yes” to God and his plans every day. I have chosen to say goodbye to the comforts of home, to say goodbye to my family, to say goodbye to my safe job, to say goodbye to my friends, and the community of supports I have established at home.
The goodbyes have lingered for days, weeks, and months. I have known since January I would be taking this step. Yesterday I said my final goodbyes as I boarded my flight from Boston to Chicago with an expired credit card, a non-working debit card, and a bag weighing 58 pounds.
The bag was not the only thing that was heavy, so was my heart. Reality was setting in. I am battling it out with Lord as I surrender my fears. I can see myself being a backseat driver, trying to control areas of my life and God is saying, “Leanne, trust me, I know your heart, give me these desires, expectations, and plans and I will bless you.” God continues to blow my mind.
As I sat at Danny’s house emptying my bag for the fourth time and taking a solid look at everything I had packed and rationalizing why I need it to be there, I started to let go.
We can rationalize anything, a reason why we need it in our lives. I know what I need to do, God knows what I need, I can see it, but I just wanted to hold on for one more day, I want to hoard my life of comfort in my heart, just like I want to hoard my stuff. So as I am getting ready for my bike ride to the post office to mail home 15 pounds from my bag, I will send off 15 pounds from my heart as I give this year to God.
P.S.
I am currently wearing the outfit I put on at 6 A.M. yesterday morning because I can’t bear the thought of upsetting the bag. – World race on! Let go and let’s go!
