I shouldn’t be writing this essay right now. I should be meeting with sponsors, writing support letters, perfecting my Spanish. I should be booking my plane ticket to South America and packing my bags for adventure.
I should be preparing for the missions field…but I’m not.
I shouldn’t be sitting in this camp office…but I am.
What changes a year brings about! In the last year, I’ve moved out, moved on. I’ve made changes to my “Five Year Plan” for the millionth time. And somehow, through all of the madness and excitement of this past year, I’ve ended up in camp ministry.
Here I am. At camp. Living here. Serving here. I am living camp.
When I was a kid, I had this crazy dream that one day I’d live at camp. I’ve only lived here for 6 months but this place has always been my home.
I know that this isn’t about my camp story but then again it is. That’s why I want to go to the ENGAGE Conference. I have a camp story and I know that mine isn’t the only one. I know that there are hundreds, thousands more that still need to be written. That’s why I’m here now. That’s why I want to be here in the future- to bridge the gap between God, the pen, and the paper of people’s lives.
Last month, I left my all too reliable, all too predictable, all too plain job to come work at camp. I took on a full time position at a part time pay rate. Before my “career” could gain any momentum, I squashed it. I gave it up because I wanted to be a part of something bigger than myself- bigger than myself and some multi-trillion dollar corporate healthcare trap.
Our God is so much bigger.
He’s used the ministry that happens at camp to rescue me from my sin, from myself, and from the world. I didn’t grow up in the church. Camp has been my church. My parents are not believers. The people at camp have been my spiritual family.
I could never afford to go to the ENGAGE Conference. I really can’t “afford” anything right now. I know that I probably shocked you with that information. I also know that I’m not alone in my financial plight.
I want to be a part of change at our camp but I’m green to the whole camp ministry thing. I’ve seen it from many different facets just not this one. I may be new but I’m eager to learn, to drink in information and ideas and advice. I have dreams of grandeur for our camp but very few practical ideas of how to put feet to my ideas.
I want to go and learn so I can come back and teach. I want to go so our camp can grow. I want to go so we can continue to fan the flames of our ministry.