One day I was working at mountain boards and I had a boy come who was so scared but wanted to ride the mountain boards. I told him, “With God all things are possible.” To this point in the summer, I had never ridden a board. So I told him that if he did mountain boards I would do it too. That day he and I both conquered our fears, through Christ who gives us strength.
On Youth Mission Week this year, I got the opportunity to go out with a sweet group of campers to a mission site. On Thursday night, one of the girls from my mission group came and got me because she needed to talk. I knew this girl had been worn down and heart broken. That night, I got the opportunity to pour into her and let her know that she is not alone in this life. She and I both walked away that night encouraged.
On the first week of summer camp, there was a camper named Jeff.* He was had some challenges but he was really good at math and loved doing math. One day is Bible study he didn’t want to draw a picture so I did math with him. However, I turned the gospel into a math problem and got to share Jesus with him. He asked Jesus to forgive his sins that night and showed everyone the math problem.
*Names are changed to protect the privacy of the camper.
My favorite memory occurred the third week of camp. There was a boy named Nathan* that was one of the sweetest kids I have ever met. He did not have a constant female figure in his life, so he seemed to strong attachment to the girls’ staff and one of them was me. One day at Rec, we had sprinted from the rock-climbing wall to the softball field and I was out of breath. Nathan came up to me with water in his hand and said, “Here, this is for you!” Later in the week, he asked Jesus to be his Savior and Lord. It was the most amazing experience to see God work in his life that week.
*Names were changed to protect privacy of the child.
My favorite moment of this summer was on the first week. There was a kid named Kevin* and he had a hard home life, that I was aware of before camp even started. His parents did not have much to do with him and his grandparents, who had a very busy schedule, raised him. He was starved for attention and love.
Working with him that week was a blessing. Giving him the love he always wanted and ministering to him at the same time was so rewarding. Seeing a quiet kid that never smiled, blossom into a kid whose face was filled with happiness was my favorite thing this past summer.