Last week was Camp Cornerstone at our church. I volunteered to be a "guide" for the 6th graders mainly because it meant my kids would be watched by someone else all week and I could hang out with other adults while the kids in my group did their various activities (the role of a guide involves minimal responsibility).
Selfish, I know, I know.
However, I ended up learning some amazing things about missionaries- I don't think I've ever honestly heard anything about missionaries taught in an interesting way. And this week, I was. Wendy did an incredible job at telling the stories of these people and making them seem like normal people like me, not aliens from another planet (no offense!).
I was touched (for lack of a better, less cheesy word) about the story of the woman at the well. Laura truly has a gift for captivating an audience and making God's Word come alive.
My kids in the 6th grade group were so sweet and made me feel a little less like the big dork that I am. ;)
I got to know a lot of really cool people- even better. 5 days in a row of snacking on yummy food and facing the morning together definitely helps build those bonds. That, and the healthy competition between the grades (coughminewasthebestcough).
I was so very humbled and happy to hear the message of grace being taught, over and over... that the kids- me, you, and everyone in between- cannot earn salvation. It's only Jesus that can bring us that salvation.
I had fun singing the songs, even though I mostly just stood there awkwardly while everyone else did the hand motions. Anything involving me coordinating motions with other people usually results in injury (one of the many reasons why I don't do group exercise. Or sports.).
Anyways, I'm glad I did it. Even though we were tired and exhausted at the end of each day, the fact that my kids are singing songs about Jesus around the house is very, very cool to me.