He Wouldn’t be God

I once heard someone say, “if we could fully understand Him and be like Him, He wouldn’t be God.” If He could change or if I had supernatural power, He wouldn’t be God. This week I am humbly reminded that He is God. He is all-powerful and all-knowing. He CAN and WILL move mountains. Heck, He created them.

On Sunday, January 3rd, I said goodbye to home and left for Georgia. Full of anxious thoughts about navigating the airport on my own and meeting my squad for the first time, I put my trust in God and left. The few days I have spent here have WRECKED me in the best possible ways. This program is amazing and I know I’m in good hands because God’s handprint is stamped all over this place. I am being reminded of the importance of elders, people who have gone before me and can share wisdom with me in my walk with God. On the first day of sessions here at training camp, our squad mentor laid the groundwork for who we are going to be as a squad. Since then, my time has been full of being prayed for, praying for others, worship, revelations, God-glorifying conversations, intercession, and growth. The Holy Spirit is moving in this place and preparing both our hearts and minds to go out on the field and share Jesus with the way we conduct our lives and the words we use. I am being encouraged to surrender areas of my life to the Lord that I didn’t even know I hadn’t. I am so excited for the exponential growth that is going to occur in Jesus’ name over the next six months. Please join me in praying that I, along with my squad, would be able to fully surrender our lives to Jesus and commit to live out our lives completely for Him and not ourselves. That we would not grow complacent, but that He would constantly renew in us a desire to seek Him with everything and refine what is broken in our pursuit of Him. 

While the most important thing in any blog I write is how God is moving, many of you may also be interested in the logistics of my day to day life while on the race. I am currently at what is called “training camp”, which is a four day (Lord willing, if everyone tested negative today) preparation before we launch to Nicaragua at the world race base in Gainesville, Georgia. We have been in “quarantine”, where we eat, sleep, learn in sessions, worship, etc. in the same room. Every night we lay out our sleeping pads and bags on the floor and pack them up by 7:30am. We use porta potties, freezing cold portable sinks, and are allowed to shower once in a converted shipping container. While I haven’t washed my face or showered since Saturday, I am oddly feeling great. We don’t have access to wash our clothes, so most of us are rewearing the same one or two outfits so we don’t have to pack dirty clothes for our travel day. It’s crazy how the Lord provides exactly what we need, even when it’s not typical or what we’d expect. I’m oddly loving it.  Once I launch to Nicaragua, I will relay more information on what my actual ministry looks like. 

See you when I see you and not a moment sooner,

Coryn