Last Saturday I showed up to the back woods of Georgia with
my camping gear with a sea of strangers. All of us in the same boat… Kind of awkwardly
introducing each other and trying to get a feel for one another. We made small
talk as we assembled our tents. Occasionally we would take a glance to eyeball our
neighbors and say to ourselves, “I’m going
to be spending the next year with you… huh… how about that.” Just about
when I had introduced myself to everyone in my proximity, knowing that every
name I learned had gone in one ear and out the other, I decided to crawl into my
tent. As I slowly dosed off to sleep I sent up one last prayer to God, “I wish I was home right now… but your will
be done, right?”
I was nearly certain that I would
never come to eye level with these new people in my life and that my only refuge
would be inside my tent.
I now called the sea of strangers my brothers and sisters. I knew them all by
name and felt like I had been through more with them than I could have ever
imagined. God intricately brought us together to form a bond through the
spirit. I could spend months writing about how incredible this past week has
been… But I won’t because I cannot put into words what happened. All I will say
is that God peeled back a corner of his curtain of glory. He took a hundred and
twenty individuals including myself on a journey to a deeper spiritual place
than we knew existed.
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Can’t wait for the next 11 months.
