As the leader of these types of events, I am often nervous for weeks before they happen. I worry about how each game and activity will be received. I pray over the scripture choices, songs and even the movie choices. Yes! I obsess on every detail! Why? Because I simply fail to remember that I AM NOT ALONE. I have a great team of adults to plan with (and share the credit/blame). And, most importantly, I have God's guidance moving me forward...taking those leaps of faith to even entrust 3 year olds with shaving cream!
Tonight, after worship and s'mores, I had my "aha" moment for the weekend. It came in the stillness of simply singing praises and old camp songs with Brian and Rob (our Director of Worship & Music) on guitar. Families had begun heading back to their rooms and the stillness of night settled in. Jay in a rare moment of exhaustion snuggled in my lap as we rocked and sang the words that touched my soul:
Jesus loves me.
This I know.
For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to Him belong.
They are weak but he is strong.
Halleluiah....
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found.
Was blind but now I see.
Halleliah....
The words reached past my mind and into my heart. I was reminded that I was Jesus child. I was loved. And, I could see. Grace has brought me this far...and I belong to a God that is here.
A God who is present.
A God who is strong.
A God who is real.
