I learned how to share my testimony and more importantly- how to share Christ with kids. In fact, by the grace of God I led campers to Christ (sitting in the gravel under a lamp post, none-the-less). I ran around and played my heart out. I wore garbage back shorts, a tshirt and a one-piece bathing suit every day. I showered infrequently. I had a camper "brake" both of her feet. I swam the buoys. I laughed until I cried. I had consistent quiet times. I was challenged. I met my husband. I made amazing, life-long friends.
Amazing, life-long friends are something hard to come by. As Ginny and I sat teary-eyed in my car last night, I remembered what an amazing blessing that summer was. Never again will I live communally with great friends for the sole purpose of loving on kids and sharing Christ with them. I can hardly believe that 3 years later, these friends (pictured below) are still people I treasure, and though our email chain has broken and phone calls are all to infrequent, my time with Ginny last night was proof that we can pick up where we left off.
Ginny lives in New York City (but her parents are in Chattanooga, hence the holiday visit), and I hope she comes back soon because our time together was way too short!
Fast forward to last night- Me & Gin present day