So I have been at camp for the past two weeks and I am tired already, not of camp but from the long days; either working in the sun or in the rain. This past week I would had to get up at 6:30 and go to the mess hall and start helping making breakfast for people that I didn't even know. Then the rest of the day was filled of manual labor; but the plus side is that I already have a nice tan.
 

This past week I have been doing a lot of thinking and a lot of reading. My favorite author would have to be Donald Miller he makes you think so much differently after every chapter and that's what I like so much about him. Which brings me to my first topic. I got the privilege to go to a bible college and the there is two questions that are most frequently asked; "Do you believe in baptism?" and "What denomination are you?" My favorite of the two would have to be, "What denomination are you?" and see well this past week we had a retreat group come in to help build new bunk beds for the new cabins and well they where all above the age of 65 and well I got that question a lot. They were from a First Baptist Church. Now don't think that I am going to start bashing on denominations, because I'm not. It was just really funny how I would tell them that my home church would be a non-denomination church and then I would tell that I would really consider myself really attached to any kind of "church", that I just believe in the Bible and God, and well you could probably stick me any church really as long as the person doing the speaking is good, then I am a happy camper. Some took it pretty well and the others not so much. They believed that the First Baptist way is the only way and they tried so hard to make me believe that. I was talking to a friend the other day about all this and he thought that it was pretty funny, how people are so caught up in there ways that they don't see the whole picture. Does it really matter what kind of church you go to. In this book I am reading it was talking about how when he was growing up, he went to a Baptist church and his friend went to a Methodist church and during this period in his life, He thought that his friend was lost because of the church he went to, that he didn't know anything about God or the Bible, because of the denomination that he went to. And soon realized that he was all wrong about it.

The second thing that I have been thinking about is this thing called "being a servant". This group of high school kids also came this week to help clean up camp and help make my job a lot easier, which they did. But during there devo time and during the week they were learning about being better servants and leaders. And when it came down to the last couple of days that they were here I was thinking about what they were going to tell they're friends and family about what they did during the week; or better yet how they were going to tell them. Some of there duties while they were here were mowing weed eating, cleaning the pool, picking a rocks and tree limbs, and burning stuff. I didn't want them going home telling these people, "I had to do….", I wanted them to tell those people "I got to…". That's something that I hope that all of us will be able to say when we get back from our trips. I got to play with kids; I got to prepare food; I got to show Gods love.

TWO MORE WEEKS UNTIL CAMPERS ARE HERE!!!!!!!!!