The Beginning

So, we've been at training camp for a few days now and I feel so much different than when I first came. The first day we got here in Atlanta, we were handed an envelope with $25 and an address in it and were told to get there as quickly as possible. Ok, I don't know about you but I am horrible with directions, even with a GPS. Luckily, someone mentioned taking the Marta(subway) and we were able to ask workers for directions. We were led to this place called the Safehouse. It is a homeless shelter that gives out meals, a place to stay, and even church services. We were told to drop off our bags into our rooms(which consisted of 24 or so mattresses. And no, it was NOT a huge room) and head upstairs where they told us about Aim and all that they believe and things like that. Then, another bomb was dropped on us, we were going to be taking sack lunches(dinners), waters, and blankets out onto the streets of downtown Atlanta to do with what we pleased. We had a very vague list of instructions and with that, we prayed as a team and set out on foot to find someone in need of hope. At first, we weren't really sure where to go or what to do, and I think a few of us were getting discouraged because things weren't going the way that we were hoping they would. But eventually, we made our way to the CNN building where the security let the homeless people go in the food court and get warm until the building closes at 10:30. We were able to minister to a few people and give out some blankets and food. There was one man, Curt, that we came across, we gave him a blanket and asked him if we could pray with him. So, we all joined hands and started praying and after Mary got done praying, Curt just took over and started praying for himself. It was pretty cool, he said that he had been off of drugs for about 3 weeks and that times may get hard but he knows that God is always there and with get him through it. It was really touching. After we finished up there, we went to sleep(yes, in the homeless shelter). The next day, we got up, ate breakfast, and headed out somewhere that was about an hour and a half outside of Atlanta. It is called the Cherokee Retreat Center and we are staying in cabins, having team building activities, and just worshipping the Lord. It has been a wonderful, spirit filled, amazing few days and I can't wait for more. 🙂
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