I Thought I Was Background Support — Turns Out I’m Being Sent to the Ends of the Earth




It has been a minute, but welcome once again to what will be my final write-up as a student of the Fearless Leadership Boot Camp. This journey technically began two years ago before I even signed up.

I first heard about the course back in 2023. Different friends kept mentioning it, but I knew myself too well. I was not about to join simply because someone said I should. I understood that this was not just another program. It required commitment. Not just signing a form but signing my heart into it. I needed to first say yes to myself before I could say yes to the course.

Then in 2024, someone else brought it up again. Same course, different face. Still I held back, and for the same reason. I knew that if I was going to do this, I had to do it with intention. I could not walk in casually. I even already knew the book I would write from this experience, and somehow that made it even harder to step in. Imagine knowing what God is going to make you birth and still hesitating to get pregnant with it.

Then one day, during a sermon, it finally clicked. Everything aligned with such clarity that I knew this was my moment. I walked out of that service and signed up.

Fast forward to January 2025. Just after ushering in the new year, I began to realize what I had truly enrolled into. It was definitely a Boot Camp. Not the kind where you crawl through mud, but the kind that puts your mind on a treadmill of transformation. A renewal of the mind kind of camp. The kind that has you wrestling with thoughts at midnight while journaling like David in the Psalms. If you have ever tried to unlearn something you believed your whole life and replace it with truth, then you know the real workout.

This month’s module was titled To the Ends of the Earth, and as I reflected, it hit me — this is the final module. I got to travel down memory lane, quite literally. After making the decision to do the course earlier this year, I saw a Jasmine tree at home. It was blooming with white flowers, glowing even in the moonlight. Recently, when I traveled back home, I saw the same tree. This time it was different. Fewer flowers, less dramatic. Yet still green. Still alive. Still standing. That tree felt like me. Not always in full bloom, but still rooted. Still growing. Still available for whatever season comes next.

Now, let me tell you three things I have learned and what I am committing to from here.

1. The Great Commission includes me.
I always assumed I was a background person. A behind-the-scenes helper. Or like we say in Kenya, mtu wa mkono- someone who lends a hand. But I now realize I am not just supporting someone else’s mission. I am part of it. Jesus did not call me to watch. He called me to go.

2. I have a specific ministry.
One that was custom-designed. I used to call myself a wallflower, quietly present, silently observing, blending into curtains like camouflage. Little did I know that God was training me for a ministry to the wallflowers themselves. The quiet ones. The overlooked ones. The “are you okay or just quiet?” ones. I used to think my silence disqualified me. Now I see it was preparing me to speak to those who do not. During Mizizi, our ten-week foundation course, we learned that God has a plan for your life, you matter, and He included you in His story. Wueh! I did not realize the story was actively unfolding and that my name was on the cast list.

3. And now I understand the burden behind my calling.
Your ministry is often found where your pain meets your passion. For me that place is family. I long to build one of my own one day, and it breaks me to see how many are not thriving. So yes, I may be called to the quiet ones, but I now know the battleground is home. I do not have the full architectural drawing of my assignment yet, but I have already handed in my application. Available. Slightly nervous. But willing. And I know God heard it, because He loves turning, I am not ready people into bold testimonies. One day soon, I will be giving mine. Loudly.

This might be the end of the course, but it is just the beginning of my mission.

“Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? And I said, Here am I. Send me.” Isaiah 6:8

Even creation is waiting.

“For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed.”  Romans 8:19

Well. Here I am. Revealed.

What about you? What season are you in right now — blooming or rebuilding?

And hey, if you’re curious about the Fearless Leadership Boot Camp — or you’re thinking, “Hmm, maybe I should try this too” — here’s the link with all the info and how to sign up. Go have a look!

https://www.mavunochurch.org/fearless-institute/

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