Once again…where do I start? I guess with… I AM HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE.
Last Sunday our crew woke up bright and early to head out to FBC. We spent the entire day serving in different capacities each one of us a different task. It was really great because although it was my first sunday at FBC I felt at home being an usher, greeter, ect. I was a bit hesitant at first about this church that I had only been to once because I am so used to an awesome Sunday morning at my church. I couldent have been more wrong! It was one of the best sunday services ever! I absolutly love that church.
At the end of the service the pastor asked us to come up infront of the congretation, say a few words, and then he made us availible for others who needed prayer. We spent the whole day at the church and repeated the whole thing for the evening service. It was so awesome to see who asked us for prayer after the invitation. I had the blessing of praying with the paster, students, a professor, and many others. It was a full day to say the least.
Later that night we had a quick meeting of what the next week would look like (it was pretty exciting to know the plans for a WHOLE week, normally I dont even know when my next meal is). We were informed that we were going to be camp counslors at an elementry christian camp called camp good news.
We were all VERY excited.
Tons of food, a bed, showers, AND a pillow? YESSSS! I was a camp counslor for five awesome 7 year olds. It was the longest week of my life! I had to aprove of their every move, pour their milk, and tuck them in. But on a serious note, I really grew to love those little butter balls and it was hard to see them go. It was hard knowing that Jack was going back to a broken home. It was hard knowing that Logan’s familly is not believers. It was hard knowing that Justin is going to get picked on. I saw myself in those boys eyes. I saw Jesus in their eyes. They tought me more then I tought them.
it is hard to cope with the reality of the evil in this world. There was a 6 year old boy named Joseph at camp. He and his sisters were molested by an unrepentive father. You could see pain in Josephs eyes and the serious psychological issues that will take years to get over. Joseph was only one kid that we knew had been abused, I know that there were plenty more that we just didnt know about.
The week was hard but fun. Bible songs, swimming, hiking, playing games in the field, devotions in our cabins, and eating a ton. It was non stop from early morning till night. It definitly was a great time to love these kids, have fun, and prepare for the next week.
Because forth of July was on friday, camp ended thursday night. Our group and some other staff were allowed to stay at camp thursday night without all the kids. The next morning we drove from camp to pismo beach for our next adventure. We made a tun of brown bag lunches with PB&J sandwiches, granola bars, fruit snacks, and water to go give out to homeless people and talk to them. Pismo was a zoo. Thousands of people were there from all over. We thought that would mean a lot of homeless people too. Well, after about four hours of walking and not seeing soul, we realized there was not one bum around. That was the lowest part of the day. How many homless people have I passed in my life? How many people have asked me for change and I didnt give them any? And here I am with sandwiches in my hand dying to give them to some one and no one is there. The question then becomes, Lord what are you teaching me? Show me the lesson in all of this… and He did.
After a few more service atempts at Pismo (which no one wanted to have anything to do with us), we started a caravan back to SLO. On the way we saw an elderly man walking on the side of the road in the middle of no where. I was riding shot gun and bearly saw him out the corner of my eye, we stoped the car and ran out to greet him. He was an old mexican man who spoke almost no english. What we did understand was that he was walking to SLO and he had already walked about twenty miles. He was hungry and had blisters from his sun burns. We gave him water and food and despretly wanted to drive him somewhere but our car was packed with five of us. We quickly decided to leave two people on the side of the road so we could drop off Rafael and come back and pick up the members of our other party. I stayed in the car with Kate who was drivng because I was the only boy and the girls wanted me in the car with this stranger. He was very thankful and I tryed to talk to him about Jesus but I have no idea how much he understood. We droped him off at a vons and we have no idea where he went or where he was going to sleep that night. It was a pretty intense and a pretty awesome experience, God had us all right where He wanted us.
We then went to downtown SLO with our remaining lunches and talked to some interesting people. A veitnam vet, a train hopper who travels the states, a crazy lady, and a couple people that just needed a friend.
Well that leads me to today, i am exhausted, and hungry. I pulled a muscle in my leg and i am doing all i can to rest now, cause who knows what I am doing on monday. It feels pretty bad and it has been getting worse because I am walking so much. Please keep me in your prayers for that.
I really miss you all and I hope that all is well.