Not quite 4 years ago, 23 crazy people met up in Mexico to experiment with this thing called the World Race. We didn't really know what we were in for. We didn't really know what we were doing. We had no idea what would happen or how. We just heard a whipser... a whisper that there was more. There's more than what we currently knew. More than a 9 to 5 job. More than a paycheck. More than Sunday morning and Wednesday nights. And we wanted to chase the whisper...
Not quite 4 years later, 119 crazy people met up in Gainesville, Georgia for the same reason. The whisper that began has become a rumor that's spreading across the literal world. It absolutely blows my mind to think of the place this little idea called The World Race started and where it has come. Back in Mexico we talked about a movement... a generation coming fully alive to embrace the More that God has planned for us. It was hard to imagine a "movement" when we all could fit in a small kitchen. But now... looking around our packed out training center... I see the reality of what we dreamed of not quite 4 years ago.
Training camp is always my favorite time. We've done this enough times now that we know basically what to expect. We expect that people are going to be terrified when they arrive. And we expect that God is going to show up. We expect new understanding and new freedom for each person. And ... as always... we expect to be surprised.
This camp was exactly what we expected. I found myself in a new place of ministry... not only walking in the mercy and compassion that comes so naturally, but also walking through inner healing and praying life into people's past hurts and wounds. I found myself once again falling in love with each person... wanting them to understand all that God has for them... wanting them to get over themselves enough to see something bigger... wanting them to embrace the culture, community, and calling that's right here for them. It's my most favorite experience and the most heart wrenching.
I love my life. I love being a part of a place where we truly are watching a generation come alive... a generation sacrifice all that they know to embrace all that could be... a generation who heard the whisper and is spreading the rumor.
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