Better late than never… I’ll be faster next time.
Let me start by giving my reason for even wanting to go on the race. I’ve felt stagnant in life, just working my 40 hours a week, always looking forward to my 2 days off. I felt as if I haven’t been progressing in life. I needed to hit the reset button, to find my place in this world.
Fast forward to training camp, what a great 2 weeks it was. It was truly a blessing to meet my squad, and all the other squads there as well. The first morning of worship together was super impactful, and very eye opening. There are so many people in comparable situations to me, that want the same thing, that have a story is very similar to my own. The hard floors, long sessions, nightly campus cleanups, early mornings, and even airport scenario are all memories that I won’t soon forget. The relationships that we were able to build in just 2 short weeks will last forever.
All the blessings I’ve mentioned would have made the entire 11 months worth it, and I haven’t even mentioned how God has been moving. I’ve never felt the presence of the Holy Spirit so strong in one place. During our first revival night, I closed my eyes and I could see angles filling the room. They were drifting through the rows of us, worshiping alongside us.
I had conversations with some of the leadership on my squad, and I’ve had burdens lifted that I didn’t realize I carried. Past hurts that I have truly been able to release. I am so blessed to have been put in a position where I get to be surrounded by such loving people. God is so good.
On our second revival night, they were holding baptisms. I had told myself that I didn’t want it, “I’ve already been baptized,” I would say. But the Brice who was baptized before is not who I am now. And after watching my cousin go, I felt convicted to get dunked too. Others who had gone in would get prayed over, and it would last about 5 minutes or so. When I was in I knew it felt longer, but it wasn’t until I was out that I was told that I was prayed over for 15 minutes. Jessie (my cousin) came in and prayed over me too, I am so blessed to have had her there with me. My entire squad was also there praying. It was one of the most powerful moments of my life. I was prophesied over, and things were revealed to me that opened my eyes.
If I feel all of this after just 2 weeks, what’s 11 months going to be like? I am so excited for what God has in store for me.
A verse that has stuck with me is John 13:7 “Jesus replied, “You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand.”
I may not understand right now, but that’s why I walk by faith. My prayer is that God just points me in the right direction, and tells me to walk.
So yeah, training camp was awesome. I came into it hoping that over my 11 months I would find my place in this world, but I’ve already found it. My place is at the feet of Jesus, and anything else I may receive is just a blessing He has given me.
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