As I was setting up my tent yesterday I kept thinking, "What have I gotten myself into?" 

This doesn't feel real. 

However, I feel comforted knowing that God has placed me here. It's scary, it's uncomfortable, it's new-and those places are exactly where I'll find Him. He's going to meet me here. He's going to have tea with me. He's going to keep me warm in my tent. He's going to be a part of our conversations. He's going to smile as we praise Him during worship. Being here, in this place, with these people, gets rid of any fear I have about leaving home.

I don't fear leaving. What I fear is entering uncomfortable situations. I fear not forming strong bonds with my squad. I fear getting sick. I fear food. However, these fears are all worldly. They are not from my Father. He will carry me through every fear. He will be with me through the uncomfortable situations. And when I look back, I'll see that they made me closer to Him. In this, He's going to show me that He's a good, good Father. 

Training camp has hardly begun. The rest of my squad arrives this evening. I can't wait to see what He's going to do in these next 10 days to prepare us for the next 11 months.