I just got back from training camp and it was awesome! I want to tell you about it without giving away the surprises and ruining it for future racers. And they are surprises that are well worth the wait.
They don’t tell you much when you go to training camp, but I soon found there was a reason for everything they did or didn’t tell us. So if you are a new racer getting ready for your camp, don’t stress about it. Just have fun with it!
There are many new experiences to prepare you for life on the field and lots of bonding with your squadmates. I love everyone on my squad like brothers and sisters, and I only met them a week ago. We all became close so fast and I already know I can't wait to begin this journey with them. When people said these fellow racers would become your family, they weren't kidding.
Maybe part of the reason we bonded so quickly is because my squad made a group on Facebook. Most of us had been talking to one another, asking each other what to pack, and asking for and giving prayer long before we met in person. That definately helped start the process of making a family out of this group of strangers.
When I think of family I think of my imediate family, which is very close. We love each other and want to help, and challenge, and pray with, and have adventures with, and discuss problems, and just be totally open with each other.
I know my family is not the norm, but I know I am doubly blessed to now have two such families. I won't pretend either one is perfect. And I won't say I know my team or their whole stories already. I will say I am super excited to travel the world with them because they look a lot like Jesus, and I love them dearly.
I know this won't be easy.
I know this WILL be good.
By the way, God has been sneaking an idea into my heart. It's a longing, a passion even, for leading people into His presence to worship. And using a guitar to do it.
There. I've put it out there and I cant go back.
These next couple months might be a little crazy. I have to finnish up my preparations, raise almost $10,000, learn how to play ruitar, and say many sorrowful goodbyes.
A girl at camp who didn’t know me prayed that God would be my strength and peace. And that is exactly what God has been telling me He is. He is so good.
So I’m accepting all He has for me with all my being.
Here I go!
Y not?
