So, not gonna lie, camp was the most amazing thing ever. I wasn't all too excited for it at first, because I thought "a week without technology, stuck with people I don't know. Yeah right."
Then I got there. The first day we did a lot of trust activities, which were awesome. For instance, our group of 12 stands on two logs. 6 people are on one, 6 on the other. Everyone has to end up on the other log without stepping off the log. It was so hard!!! But it was REALLY awesome, and our group started to bond over it. Started to.
So, the end of the first day, I'm feeling okayish about camp. By the second morning, I was concerned that "these people don't get my sense of humor" [direct quote from my journal]. However, I thought my group was really nice. Then I read Genesis 1 and realized that Everything IS GOD'S! He makes it as HE wishes. "And it is so". Thus, I have no control. Agreed, this was nothing "new" for me, but it made me realize that our Terra Firma group was God's, and I had no control over the experience. I just had to shape up my attitude.
By the morning of the second day, I was on fire. Evensong (our praise team) had rocked our socks off, and I realized that I didn't remember the last time I felt so moved in a body of believers. In fact, I didn't even remember the last time I'd actually felt the Holy Spirit move in a room. And. It. Was. SO. COOL!! The speakers were amazing, and the music was wonderful. I was so happy. :c) By THAT night I was feeling tied into my group. I realized that I was comfortable with myself, and my Sherpa (definition: a member of a people who often serve as porters on mountain-climbing expeditions, and thus our "religious sherpa") and I really had an amazing conversation. I began to feel accepted and loved with WHO I was. Plus I began to learn that my sensitive side ISN'T a bad thing. It's good. In fact, because it's how GOD made me, it's a blessing!!
Day 3 started with my being upset and missing my family. I read my journal entry from the night before and thought "ha! I can't be that close to my group! Whatever!" and I was virtually a wreck. But, again, by that night I wrote "I'm so 'into' my group, too! I really feel like they're the siblings I have never had!".
Day 4 I wrote, "so I keep waking up and thinking 'there's no way I can be that close to my group. I bet they all really hate me'. But I know that when I'm with them later, it'll be like I'ma mental person. I love them all".
Day 5 we went to the dunes. Oh. my. stars. I kept thinking about how Jesus wandered in the wilderness and fasted, and he was just fine. Meanwhile, I wouldn't be able to be stranded in the desert. I would totally have fallen to Satan's temptations of food and water. *sigh* God is SO good!!! The speaker that night talked about service and the washing of feet. I realized that to serve with a pure heart, we have to be WILLING to be served! Then our Sherpa and our Cornerstone Faculty Advisor washed our feet, and we prayed over everyone in our group. It was so moving...I can't even begin to explain how it made me feel! :c) Also, this was the day that I realized I missed my roommate.
So, basically the summary of camp is that I am a broken mess, and the only one who can save me is Jesus. Amen!
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Until Next Time!