I’ve tried to write this blog at least 10 times now. Literally, 10 times.
I want to be able to give a glimpse into the life of a mobilizer at training camp. Yet, the words don’t come. I want to explain the hours we put into the prep before participants even arrive.
The hours we spend on the phone talking down those who are worried about fundraising.
The hours we spend listening to our participants talk about their life, school, finals, etc.
The hours we put into reports making sure the routes are balanced and set up well to actually launch on the field.
The hours we spend answering emails with 20 questions.
The hours we have spent in prayer over a squad.
See, those hours are the job of a mobilizer.
But then comes training camp. Suddenly all the hours have flown past and we are face-to-face with our participants calling them by name.
Training camp for me as a mobilizer is a highlight of my job. I’m finally able to spend time with the mysterious voices on the other end of the telephone/email/text/skype call. I can put a personality with them. I can feel what they’re feeling and sympathize with them. I can cry when they cry and laugh when they laugh.
At training camp it’s not only the racers put through the ringer. Sure, the point is to train them and set them up well to launch. But, as a trainer on the other side of things, training camp is hard. There are many hours spent at training camp feeling like we’ve poured out all we can.
Hours spent praying and praying over the participants.
Hours spent laughing because it’s late and we’re still at the office.
Hours spent in worship with the participants.
Hours (and hours) forming teams to the best of our abilities, praying everyone will see their team through the Lord’s eyes.
Hours speaking truth over them whether to their face or speaking it out into existence with them not in the room.
Hours praying the Lord will do whatever needs to be done.
Hours spent hoping everything will click.
Hours spent fighting for each and every participant knowing we’re all fighting for the same thing.
You see, training camp is so much more than 10 days in the middle of nowhere Georgia. It’s hours on top of hours being on the side of our participants.
Like I said before, this is such a highlight of my job. Watching participants transform over the course of 10 days is a beautiful sight. Especially when I know how transformational my own training camp was for my life. The majority of the time the people leaving are not the same people that arrived at camp.
I love my job so much so that I’m putting out another plea.
I have 3 months to raise $3,000.
$3,000.
I want to continue working at Adventures. I want to be able to continue to pour into future racers at so many more training camps to come. Right now, I’m overwhelmed by the amount of work I have, but then I reflect and see the impact I have in the Kingdom. And, when you’re doing Kingdom work, it’s really not a job. It’s a lifestyle.
So I’m asking for people to partner with me. Pray. Give one time or monthly. Click the “Donate!” tab on the left. In order to stay where I’m at, I HAVE to raise the remaining $3,000.
I know the Lord has called me to where I am for a good time moving forward. I’m looking forward to the many hours spent doing what the Lord has called me to do for His Kingdom!
