Youth Camp

Ok, so Ezra is like a week and half old and I am off to Youth Camp. Again, we were thinking he would be at least 3 weeks old and maybe even 4 weeks old when I signed up. Faith really thought it was a better idea than I did to be honest. Who really has the time to take 4 days off to go off to some camp ... not me. At least not until you say yes, then you have to go. I called up Jason (who needed to know if i was still going or not, because of the baby) and tried to use the new baby card. But what came out of my mouth was try to find someone else and if you can't then I am all yours. Faith started silently praying that they wouldn't find anyone else. I guess she really wanted to get rid of me. She just felt like I was supposed to be there. So I went and i had a great cabin with 6 11th and 12th grade boys. I was seriously feeling like, man they are going to hate me, God please help me connect.

God woke me up every morning at between 6:25 and 6:30 every morning with a burden to pray for them. That real life change would occur, that they would see God like they had never knew him before. He gave me individual things to pray about for each of them. Most of the kids did not even want to be there. I found myself praying every night during worship for the hardness in there heart to be stripped out and to get a clear picture of God's love and what Jesus really did for them. Every night I was in tears (no one saw me) ... I longed for them to know Him like I do.

We had a blast during the day, we were able to connect and the relationships formed will not be forgotten easily. There is something special there that wasn't there before. By the end of the week they didn't want it to end. The Holy Spirit did incredible works in there hearts ... they just look different. Something in the eyes has completely changed. Everytime it happens and you see real life change up front and personal it is amazing. Everytime. It never gets old. It is the reason we live. To see Christ alive in others.