adventurescga-blogs Apr 25, 2007 8:00 PM

Camp Barnabas

Well instead of leaving in 3 weeks for camp, I will be leaving Sunday. Which is a pretty big change, but I am really excited about it. Apart of me ...

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Well instead of leaving in 3 weeks for camp, I will be leaving Sunday. Which is a pretty big change, but I am really excited about it. Apart of me feels that this will probably be the last time that I will be able to experience camp and well that makes me very sad. For a place that has impacted my heart, mind, and soul so much in the past two years it's really hard to swallow that I probably won't be back after this summer. I have a lot of memories of this place that a few of you will be able to hear. Some are from dinner time, some from the pool, and if you are really lucky you'll get the nasty kind; the kind that you don't want to hear while you are eating.

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As I write I think of my first memory of camp. The feeling of I hope that I get a camp that can go to the bathroom on his own, that's capable of feeding himself, to be able to take a shower, and brush his teeth. That was my mind set when the church vans were starting to pile up and head off to camp. Pretty crappy don't you think. As we were getting all are training on how to transfer from a wheelchair to the bed or from the wheelchair to the shower chair, I realized that most of the campers during that week probably won't be able to walk. You see when I thought of camp I didn't think that it was going to be hard work, I thought that it was going pretty much like any other church camp. Well I was wrong this was so much more than just a church camp and I was about to find out when my camper arrived the next day. Well when my camper arrived, I soon found out that I was at least 2 years younger than he was, and that he didn't talk at all. I then found out that I would have to push him everywhere around camp and I would have to take him to the bathroom, brush his teeth, and feed him. I was scared, I didn't even like to be in the same room as baby when it was getting changed let alone changing a grown man. Well I am going to end this with, cause I don't want to ruin this story for the people that are going to J-Bay with me. But I will say, I changed that week. I found the meaning of love and servant.

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So I am ready for new memories of this place that I will cherish for the rest of my life.

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