World Race Training Camp: A Series

Part Two: The Squad

I've never had super close-knit group of friends growing up. Or as Christians say, 'community'. I hated that phrase. I hated it because I didn't have it. 

I remember crying after school, what felt like every night, because of this. Even in the recent years since school, Saturday nights would roll around, everyone would be hanging out with their people, and I'd just sit at home, by myself, and be sad. I could never understand. For the longest time, I thought it was me. That there was just something wrong with me and I would never have this 'community' thing. I questioned God and I couldn't figure out why everyone had it and not me.

Don't get me wrong, I had friends, good ones too, but I was always the oddball. Always the second (or tenth) choice and never had a group.

BUT GOD. Lemme tell ya.

He came through this past week and WAY outdid Himself. I am now surrounded by beautiful, loving friends and am truly experiencing what community should look like. I've waited 20yrs for this and if I'd known it was gonna be this good, I would've waited 20 more.

H squad, you are like no other. One group, united with one goal, and filled with so much love. I will continue to thank God every single day for you and can't wait to be reunited with you in January. You are so much better than I ever could've dreamt. 

Lord, let me never take them for granted. Help me to accept them when it's hard, love them when I'm grouchy, and, overall, serve them well. Thank you, Father, for thoughtfully choosing us and placing us within this squad. We are nothing without You.