Boy's reunion camp

This week has been great! We had 11 campers between 10 and 14 years old. They were mostly all responsive and listened very well to the Gospel. There was one little boy in my group, Jordan, who was raised Mormon but when we talked to him about Christ he just soaked it all in. He was also a compulsive lier, and starting from monday when he got here we all could tell that. By thursday he had cut down a whole lot on the amount of lying.
It was so amazing to see and reconnect with some of the young men who were in my devo groups last year and to see how much they had grown over the year. It is hard having one week with a child to influence them for Christ's sake and then have to send them home to their families and schools where they are influenced 51 weeks out of the year against your one week. It breaks your heart and you pray for a year that they will be strong and that God will preserve them, then they come back to camp, and for three of my boys (Tim, Jason, and Manuel specifically) it was amazing to see that they had been involved with Church and they had begun listening to Christian music and that they are stronger than last year. But they stand at a brink in their lives where they must decide where they will stand, if they will follow Christ and go against a very stong current or if they will give in to what is easier. It beraks my heart, I love them so much, and I want them to know God is such a real and powerful way and not just know about Him. I think that this is the hardest part of working and loving these kids.

Reunion Girls

This week was a difficult one. I knew and remembered everyone of the girls that came and they all remembered me, which was awesome, and the girls did awesome while they were here.There were 16 girls that came, we were over capacity but it worked anyway, we had three girls and two staff sleeping in a tent outside the bunkhouse. My three girls were Brittney, Alissa, and Kaylie, I loved all three of them so much and wanted to help them learn about Christ and about how much He loves them and I wanted to show them how much I love them but it was hard. Brittney liked starting everything and her main goal was to get attention, I tried giving her positive attention but when all she would do is act out it was difficult. Alissa didn't know the meaning of the word "forgiveness", she would hold a grudge all day and it was never her fault. Kaylie was a sweetheart who never let anything or anyone get her down, and although she didn't especially like the other two girls she would tolerate them. It was difficult to see if what I was doing was the right thing, that they would respond to the best and would teach them the best but sometimes you can't see what will and will not work till after the fact. In the end I had to simply do something and trust that God would use what I felt He wanted me to do in a manner that would help them. 

The only thing that seemed to make my week seem useful was the Indonesian Hut. I taught the kids about mission work in Southeast Asia and about the Muslim faith and culture in Indonesia and about how much they all need Christ. We had bought different foods and candies from Indonesia at a world food market in Albuquerque and I wore my traditional shirt and taught them some of the funny customs there that they would find interesting. We also taught them what few words and phrases I wrote down. Then on the last day we presented the Gospel using the E-cubes and taught them how to use one to tell their friends about God. We also told them that if they had never accepted Christ into their lives that we were all her to talk to at any time. That evening one of the girls, Cheyeanna, came up to me and told me that she wanted to talk to me and Josh about accepting Christ. So the next morning (it just so happened that when she asked me it was 10 at night and about time for lights out) we went out to meet Josh and sitting on the front porch she accepted Christ.It was amazing and made my week feel like it was worth something. In all honesty if I had to do that every week for a whole summer and she was the only one to know Him from that it would be well worth it!

Half way point.

I can't believe that this summer is over halfway over! It seems as if I just got here! These past two weeks have been rather rough for me; last week, during girl's camp, I had a girl named Renee. She had an attitude, she would occasionally decided she just didn't like this activity and just quit or refuse to even try to participate. She basically fought me and the other staff tooth and nail to do her own thing. But what she wanted was attention, and the only attention she had ever gotten was negative attention. The only way she new to get attention was to act out. I tried my hardest to give her as much positive attention as I could, but sometimes it was just hard!

Also there was Nicole, she was as sweet as could be, but she considered herself to be ugly. She didn't have extraordinary feminine features, and she was insecure about that. She didn't have any friends because she moved schools frequently and thought herself socially awkward. But by the end of the week she had not only found a friend with Renee, but also found a friend in Jesus.

This past week, during boy's camp, we had two young men in our devo group. Nathan and Tommy. Nathan told us on Monday that the only reason why he came was because his mom made him. By Thursday afternoon he told me he was going to miss us all and that he didn't want to go home. He was very self destructive, he scared me to death Monday saying that he had broken all these different bones and then he told me he was wanted to break a leg this week while he was here (thank God he didn't). Funny thing is: by Tuesday night he would give me a hug before he went to bed, the unloved felt loved!

Tommy, on the other hand, was a completely different story! He was Bipolar and ADHD, that wasn't bad, we had other kids who had the same thing and it wasn't a problem... Tommy's thing was he thought he would never be able to function without his meds. So that caused issues, he thought that when he was in a certain mood he could not get out of it until he had been given his meds, had eaten, or slept. He was another child who had only gotten negative attention and also needed constant attention. If you were not interacting with him at all times, he would fight with the kids sitting around him. I pray that some of what was taught to him got through to him, because he would not pay attention to the devos or the lessons or the adventure rec debriefings. But he was a very loving young man, he absolutely adored me and Leanna, and I loved some of the things he would tell me. For instance, Wednesday he asked me when we were going to spend time together again. What he meant was when was 1 to 1 time when the two of us would play games and do activities together. He loved it, cause he had my full, absolute attention for an hour and a half.

Keep praying for the camp, this upcoming week we have girl reunion campers. Which means I know all the kids that will be coming! But there will be 15 campers, myself and the other Sarah will be staying in a tent with about three of the kids.

Thank you all for the prayers, and all the support.