Teens, teens, and more teens. This past week was extraordinary one. Most of the teens in attendance attended church regularly and were privileged to grow up in a Christian home. Because of the power f God's Word and the Holy Spirit's conviction many teens surrendered to the Lord's will and some even trusted in Christ!
I had a unique opportunity to be a Co-Couselor/Team Captain for the Red Team. This role allowed me to be more involved in my team and create friendships I would have never made otherwise. I was able to have many 1on1’s with my guy campers and giving my burden to them. I enjoyed making sure everyone woke up on time for flag raising and actually listened to their counselors when they said to go to bed:). In some ways I felt like a parent this week. The role of a parent is tiring, not always enjoyable, and never stops, yet it’s the most rewarding thing in the world. Thank you Mommy and Daddy for all you taught me!
On the competitive side, the Red Team bested the Blue once again. I had a great team of counselors and campers. Each made a difference in the team spirit and unity. On Tuesday, my entire team hiked to Lookout Point at 5:30 in the morning. After a couple of water stops, head counts, and a light snack, I read from my devotions 2 Chronicles 14:11. I exhorted each one to seek to the Lord for every problem, trial, or persecution. “Help us, O Lord our God; for we rest on thee, and in thy name we go…” Resting has the idea of dependence without fear. There were times throughout the week I felt alone, had no idea how to solve a problem, or simply was exhausted. I am grateful for to the Lord that He is always faithful and will never fail when I depend on Him.
On a glorious note, I had the exciting privilege to lead a fourteen year-old young man to the Lord. I was near the gym when I heard the sound of a basketball. Kurt was shooting hoops when I immediately noticed something different about Him. He was by himself which usually doesn’t happen when you come to camp with your friends. I introduced myself and found out he had just started to coming to church for about three weeks, when he was invited to come to camp. To make a long story short, I was able to lead him to Jesus Christ. Looking at him, one would think he as saved, he came the week all the other “good teens” came, and yet he had never heard John 3:16, how God made man on the sixth day, and how Jesus was born on this earth. Everyday I spend an hour with him in God and I time teaching him basic truths about God and His Word. Everyday I would almost end up crying as the light would come on his face and he understood the truth on God’s Word. I cannot wait to see how God will use him for His glory! Please pray for his family and grandpa that they would come to Jesus through Kurt’s testimony.
Thank you for your prayers. I do not take there for granted. Below are some very random pics as I snagged the one of the camps DSLRs and my Mac and took selfies:P
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