Packing for the unknown can be a mix of fun and terrifying. The week before meeting everyone in Georgia for training camp, I was preparing like crazy! Packing and unpacking bags, making lists and checking them twice, religiously making sure I booked the right flights, signing papers, setting up my tent so many times in my yard that I probably started to worry the neighbors… Ect. But no matter how much I had prepared, nothing could have gotten me ready for how God was going to show up the way he did.
I stepped off the plane and into the massive Georgia airport excited but full of skepticism. What if these people were inauthentic? What if I’m unknowingly joining a colt? Is this God moving or am I being naive? Walls were built. If only I knew how God was getting ready to knock them down.
I don’t remember the last time a stranger was so excited to meet me. We all cheered and hugged when we finally put faces to names at our campground. Throughout the week we went through crazy scenarios together, broke bread, laughed while filming each other eat some crickets, and committed to each other as brothers and sisters to always be a safe place. As I laid down at night hundreds of miles from home, watching the silhouettes of the Georgia rain pitter patter on the roof of my tent, I couldn’t help but think I found home in them.
As much as I wanted to believe that I was finally a part of an authentic Godly community, I still had doubt in my heart about everything. It wasn’t just the people I was doubting. Whenever someone prayed for healing, got a prophetic word or God was just moving powerfully, I doubted it. In a way, I was doubting God.
We would have worship every day after lunch. It was the third day we were all worshiping, I looked around the room and saw the way my team was praising Jesus, I knew I wasn’t as in love with him as they were. I couldn’t help but feel it was because of my skepticism and doubt. I didn’t know what to do about it anymore besides to pray. Little did I know how God was about to answer.
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Alli~ I’m on the edge. Can’t wait to read your next blog. Thankful you are an intricatel part of I Squad! I’m coming for coffee soon!
“As I laid down at night hundreds of miles from home, watching the silhouettes of the Georgia rain pitter patter on the roof of my tent, I couldn’t help but think I found home in them. ” – Just lovely. Can’t wait to see all the other things we find home in this next year. Home in them and home in each other. LOVE YOU.