Camp 2012

Well apparently people still read this thingy majig haha. I couldn't think of a better thing to write about than my life changing experience at camp. All in all I didn't want to go to camp this summer. I actually wanted to do the opposite and go to Washington to work at a church there, but the Lord made sure I was where He wanted me to be. Two weeks after I made the decision not to go to Washington the person heading up camp called my mom and asked if I would be a counselor because they didn't have enough. There was other aspects and a spiritual battle going on so I told her I would get back to her the next day. That night I prayed and God straight up told me during my quiet time that I was going. Once I knew God had His hand all over it, I was expectant.

I was assigned to 7 girls. I loved them before I knew what they looked like, but they are all absolutely beautiful.
We have a morning and night service every day while at camp and at every night service I bawled. Like hardcore tears. I keep telling everyone I don't know how I produced that many tears for four consecutive days. The Lord has made me more aware of my emotions in the past 2 years. I used to rarely cry but once I started college that has changed haha. But it's such a blessing too. At camp the Holy Spirit was so heavy on and around me that I cried. How many people can say that? One night we saw a reenactment of Jesus being crucified. I've seen countless plays/movies you name it of that event, but this was just so heart wrenching, what was before me may have been an act, but it happened in real life! I got to feel but only a slight glimpse of what the Heavenly Father felt that day when He saw His own son being nailed to a cross. Wow. Thank You Lord for my emotions so that I could experience what You did, even if it was just a little bit. The night we saw Jesus being nailed to the cross I also had the honor of washing 7 precious middle schooler's feet who I had been serving all week. Once again, a wreck. I cried so hard that night I received a lovely headache. It was that intense. The night before, I had my feet washed by my mother. Also sobbed. Jesus washed His disciples feet. These people were undeserving to have their feet washed by a King. Here I was having my feet washed by my mom who is constantly serving me. It was definitely humbling.

The last night we were at camp we had baptisms. That night 6 out of my 7 asked me to baptize them. So awesome! It was an amazing night. Praying that these girls continue to learn and grow so that they can show their Jesus to the world.

The last day of camp one of my girls had a breakthrough. All week long I felt like there were walls built up that I couldn't break down and it was discouraging. The last night during worship one of those walls came down with one of my girls and on the last day we shared a special moment together. Going to camp I had no idea what to expect, but He led me there even if it was just for that moment. He is so faithful!