Ernest Goes to Camp
For the last 5 summers of my life, I've worked at Stoney Lake Bible Camp. I guess you could say that my life is broken down into two categories:
1. At camp - When I'm at camp everything is great. I'm happy, energetic, enthusiastic, prayerful, and am in "servant-mode". Sure there are times when I'm not excited to be there....like when a kid craps his pants and then leaves his shorts in the middle of the floor. Camp causes a person to rely on God for everything.
2. Not at camp - When I'm not at camp I'm working toward being at camp. I take on jobs that I might not otherwise do, but I know that I only have to work at it for a maximun of eight months because camp rolls around again. I'm not always in "servant-mode" outside of camp. It's something I need to work on 'cause there are so many opportunities I miss. Life's circumstances don't always cause me to fully rely on God for everything.
It's a funny thing camp is. It taunts me all winter, draws me in for the summer, teaches me things I would never learn anywhere else, and spits me back out for another long winter. I've grown to love that about it. My expectations are higher every year--for what I'm going to learn, to experience. Every year has been completely different from the next. Different people in leadership, different kids, different weather, different things that God teaches me.
Thank God for camp!
1. At camp - When I'm at camp everything is great. I'm happy, energetic, enthusiastic, prayerful, and am in "servant-mode". Sure there are times when I'm not excited to be there....like when a kid craps his pants and then leaves his shorts in the middle of the floor. Camp causes a person to rely on God for everything.
2. Not at camp - When I'm not at camp I'm working toward being at camp. I take on jobs that I might not otherwise do, but I know that I only have to work at it for a maximun of eight months because camp rolls around again. I'm not always in "servant-mode" outside of camp. It's something I need to work on 'cause there are so many opportunities I miss. Life's circumstances don't always cause me to fully rely on God for everything.
It's a funny thing camp is. It taunts me all winter, draws me in for the summer, teaches me things I would never learn anywhere else, and spits me back out for another long winter. I've grown to love that about it. My expectations are higher every year--for what I'm going to learn, to experience. Every year has been completely different from the next. Different people in leadership, different kids, different weather, different things that God teaches me.
Thank God for camp!
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