What did I get to do at the WILDS you ask? Well, let me tell you.
I
had the cutest camper anyone will ever have, and it was only the first week.
I
took a bath in the creek.
One
of my campers split his head open after duct-taping his hands and feet together
and
have to go to urgent care and receive 6 staples.
I
had the coolest cabin name ever: Sir and Lady Geico of Insurance.
A
camper told me he thought I would be dating someone ugly.
I
had the privilege of seeing 6 out of 8 campers in a cabin surrender their lives
to whatever God has for them.
During
my roughest week of the summer one camper received Christ as his Savior and
decided to become a preacher in order to tell others about how they can be
saved.
My
sister counselor told me I’m too relaxed.
My
sister counselor also told me, “I’m glad its not awkward between us, because
some brother-sister counselors are awkward, and that would just be awkward.” …?
Matt
Herbster mentioned a joke I told in a Blue Team meeting during staff training
week.
I
rode the 65’ giant swing.
I
overcame my fear of the lake.
I
played paintball with a bunch of junior high campers.
I
had the coolest shirt ever with the silhouette of the Geico Gecko on it (thanks
to my Mom).
I
had all four of the NERF swords I brought with me break in one week because
campers were wailing on each other.
I
got to see the Lord work in a camper’s heart over a period of a week, week
after week.
I
made friends I never would have without working at camp.
I
was a part of the best team ever.
I
liked that sound. A lot (Blue Team joke).
I
made more decisions than all my campers combined through the first five weeks.
I
had a frog, lizard, butterfly, spider, ant and mouse in my cabin at one time
during Week 5.
My
sister counselor informed me that the campers I get are always “humdingers.”
I
had a camper with photographic memory (yeah scripture memory!).
I
carried a pair of khaki pants over my head as my mascot for all of Week 6, and
my campers loved it.
I
wore that same pair of khaki pants to the Summer Prayer Partner banquet at BJU
the weekend after Week 6.
During
Week 6 my camper told me “We wear the pants in this camp.”
We
change our cabin cheer to something about pants (P-A-N-T-S that’s the way that
we spell pants!) and went around telling everybody our cabin name was ‘Sir Pair
of Pants’.
I
held the pants in our cabin picture and in the entire camp picture.
The
following week my sister counselor told me the pants were not a good idea.
I
got to be in my former roommate’s wedding in Indiana.
I
asked a bajillion people if I could have their pop can tabs and gave them to my
sister counselor who collects them for cancer.
I
spent the summer enjoying the humid mountains of North Carolina (emphasis on
humid).
I
had a camper with 9 fingers.
I
had a camper who rides the mountain unicycle.
I
had a camper who preached in his sleep.
I
had a camper tell me that God is more important than basketball.
I
got to see 6 campers come to know Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior.
I
got to be part of the best COR cabin ever.
I
learned a huge lesson about how the Holy Spirit works, and I still have more to
learn.
I
got to see God bless me in a way I never thought possible.
I
knew better the meaning of the word “exhausted.”
I
saw victory over sin, in my campers and in my life as well.
I
saw campers so convicted about their sin that they wept.
I
saw those same tears become tears of joy as they experience God’s abundant
grace and mercy!
In
every item from the list above, I saw God’s hand. I am so grateful for the summer
of 2011. I didn’t deserve it, and the Lord gave me more than I could possibly
imagine.
