We finished the last of our January camps yesterday. We arrived home late last night and will spend Monday recovering from all the running around we have been doing. The camp itself was another success. However, it was significantly different from the other two.
For the first part, I was the only white person there. Whereas the other camps saw other Americans who could entertain the campers, I exhausted much more energy trying to fulfill everyone's interest in the "American." The finer details were not as smoothly covered. There was a lot more chaotic moments and flexibility needed. But God proved once again that He is far greater than our hiccups. He also demonstrated His Word truly does not return to Him void when it is spoken. As with the other camps, the time was a testament to who our God is.
(The two Best Camper award winners. They are given based on involvement in the electives, responses during their time with counselors, and general attitude during the camp. The young lady was impressive in her demeanor and wise in her answers. The young boy was filled with energy and excitement about camp. Both were saved before camp, but committed to studying and reading more in God's Word.)
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