My
teammates are going to laugh at this post if and when they read it.
All year
I told each person how much I don’t like community. It isn’t
really that I don’t like it, but I just didn’t like the extreme
we were taking community to. But, lets won’t talk about that. What
I want to talk about is REAL COMMUNITY and
the community that I miss from the World Race.
I
miss having life spoken over me.
I
miss be charismatic and crazy.
I
miss people praying over everything (Even if it was a grocery list)
I
miss having the faith to pray over a generator with missing parts and
it starts to work.
I
miss people speaking scripture God has laid on their hearts.
I
miss worship that is from the heart and not a script.
I
miss knowing that people are praying for me each day, especially when
I am having a sucky day.
I
miss not being called a slob when I just want to wear stretchy pants
and no makeup for my job.
I
miss late night stories from random cheesy Christian romance novels
from the free table.
I
miss worshiping by a fire (sometimes while cooking dinner)
I
miss praying for a particular country for hours.
I
miss devotional times with my team.
I
miss being crazy with others who are just as crazy as me.
I
miss my community from my H squad.
I
miss my coaches who dealt with me when I wanted to go away from this
community.
I
miss the community that stayed behind at the AIM base that prayed for
me before and during the Race.
I
miss (basically) having a revival at the end of every month with 50
people whom I love!
There is
so much I miss from the community I was a part of in 2009… Each day
I find something else I miss from the World Race. Each day I realize
that I need community. I search for it, but come up empty handed.
Maybe my idea of community is a bit different from the World Race,
but I still miss it.
Please
be praying for me as I am going through this next phase of transition
in my life. Pray that I would find the community that God wants me to
be a part of.
