One week. Many challenges. 41 team members. Different backgrounds. One God.
Such a summation doesn’t even begin to do training camp justice. God moved so much in that time. Only God could bring together 41 team mates and 14 leaders in the ways I saw this past week. I’m reminded of just how far we’ve come, as I sit in this free moment listening and watching the spontaneous worship of a room full of believers.
Training camp was challenging, to say the least, physically, mentally, emotionally, and most definitely spiritually. There were times of growth, trust, openness, praise, brokenness, unity, weakness, strength, and above all a closeness with the Father.
Another funny memory was our “plane crash” exercise. All exercises revolved around a “no teammate left behind” philosophy. Unfortunately I was unable to participate at the time because of my asthma, but I did somewhat enjoy being a bystander. In this exercise, upon the “plane crash” each person had some immediate injury or hinderance such as : blindness, paralyzation, loss of limbs, loss of speech, and so on. The goal was to get all members across the “finish line”. The conditions of that goal and the ailments of the participants were ever-changing and rather creative, to say the least. It was amazing to see in debrief afterwards, just how much we could learn from a seemingly silly game.
Through all the training, all the team building, and all the cuts, bruises, and bites, we have come out on the other side better than when we went in. I am so excited to see what more God has in store for myself and my teammates on this journey that began before it started.
