Last full day of camp. I had another long chat with the band keyboard guy when I went for coffee. He was leaving early to get back home for work. It definitely won’t be the same sound without him.
After
a breakfast of little tiny waffles (limit 4 - I just took 2) and sausage links,
we headed over for Morning Celebration. That’s the one with upbeat singing and
crazy, large group games and skits. It’s designed to get the kids pumped up for
the events of the day. And the band does a good job with that.
Next
came another rotation of outdoor games. I hung around with the guys again, and
Chris went with the girls. That enables us to get pictures of both groups. Our
guys never lost a single match in any game they played all week, and this day
was no different. The games are weird and fun, and our guys consistently
encouraged the opposition.
One
of their little rewards for being so unbeatable came when they finished the
game early. They managed to score a front row seat to the lunch line. And
that’s a pretty coveted location. Lunch this time was bow tie pasta with al
fresco sauce and a long strip of what was allegedly a giant pizza roll. I guess
the taste was there, but it just seemed like a weird bite.
During
Bible study several girls were trying to guess what Bible character I was going
to be during evening worship. They asked if he would be from the Book of
Nehemiah. Nope. They thumbed around in their Bibles and landed on another guess, “Are you gonna
be Job?” Nope. Finally they asked, “Well, can you at least tell us what
book he is from?” Long pause. I didn’t answer out loud, but I silently
pointed … to a Bible. Yeah, I know. Not helpful in their quest to guess. But
fun for me.
I
spent the afternoon as I have every day this week - going over the interview
for worship. Chris did go with Christi and AnnaGrace to the Arts and Crafts
class. Inside. I just haven’t been able to handle the afternoon heat out there.
The average has been something like 99 with a wind chill of 101. Chris hasn’t
handled it well, either. She’s had a few times when she had to sit down pretty
quickly and get some water in her. Some pains. Some palpitations. Mostly just
shortness of breath. She bounces back fairly quickly.
After
supper we headed over to the last evening worship. The focus this time was:
Christ my Future. The character was Lazarus, the guy Jesus brought back from
the dead. I think it went pretty well. Josh did a call to commitment for the
kids to share with one of their counselors.
After
the service I had a lot of kids approach me to high five or fist bump. They
called me by my character name, of course. Some even asked for my autograph on
their camp shirt. My real name, of course. But I did have my best kid-comment
from a youngster about 9 or 10. He held his hand up for a high five and said,
“Hi, hashtag Peter, hashtag Josiah, hashtag Nehemiah, hashtag Lazarus.”
At least he got all the names right.
The
late night activity was water slides. There were 4 water slides and 2 bounce
houses set up. Plus the volleyball courts had some major action going. They
finally shut everything down around 9:45. It IS children’s camp, after all. And
that IS a late night for them.
Matthew 7:8 says, “For everyone who asks
receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be
opened.”
Father,
thank you for the kids who braved it and took their concerns and commitments to
their counselors and to you. Bless them. Amen.
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