What’s it like living with five other individuals all the time?
I get this question asked a lot. Honestly I can say this. No one has actually asked me this. And it’s a question I only just now thought about. I’m sitting in this two room hut with my team. The windows are screens. The first room has four beds and one in the loft up top. The other room well that’s the bathroom. Currently two teammates and I are fighting for use of this. Honestly if they knew I was typing this they would undoubtedly be annoyed use of toilet time. Our stomachs have not really been functioning since the boat ride to Colombia. So we are all sitting in this room and three of us are alternating using the bathroom. This has been going on for hours. But I am realizing something in this time of distress. I love these people.
Where else can you sit in a room with people you have only met a few months ago in the middle of the amazon laughing hysterically while at the same time being uncomfortably sick? (All my NLB people understand this but for other people’s sake it’s a real question). These people were mere strangers June 3rd when I arrived at training camp in Gainesville, Ga. Even the thought of using the bathroom around so many strangers was a bit odd. It’s at an entirely new level now. Through a lot of challenges, adversity, truth, hardcore fun, and adventure the Lord has created an intimate bond with this group. And now we are coming to the end of this journey. We have two weeks left together and then things may change. After this month I will be with all of the men on our squad and take part in MANistry month. The women will most likely get mixed in and after we are not sure what will happen or how things will play out team wise but I do know that while we are still together I am going to choose to be thankful and present with the team here.
God is good. Love Y’all
