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Today is the final day of campamento! The clock hit 7am and golden morning light filled the girl’s cabin. This morning was a bit slower and we were able to steal a couple extra minutes of sleep from a late night in which campers did something called a “Night Walk” and Pat elaborated on Galatians 2:20.
The past five days have absolutely flown by with these kids and the national staff here and what a blessing it has been to see the plentiful harvest that the Lord has set before our presence and will continue once we are gone. Whether it be through language barriers and miscommunications, which that in itself could have it’s own blog post.
This has ranged between laughing at misunderstanding the description of an dalmatian with Michael Jackson and a broom with a cobra, from getting the opportunity to see the love of Christ move in a way that language isn’t needed
After a filling breakfast (for the heart and stomach) of hot ham and cheese sandwiches, fruit, back scratches, and sleepy hair braiding, we headed off to complete the agenda for the day. Along with the usual schedule today, the kids had a couple hours of free time to play baseball, gaga ball, basketball, swimming, painting, etc.
Kids walked through the camp grounds soaking wet from the pool, having battle wounds (scrapped knees) from sports, and paint splatters all over their hands and faces. Laughter seemed to erupt throughout the camp and bounce between the trees. After showers and dinner together, the kids worshiped in the open auditorium for the last time
In Isaiah 40:8, “The grass withers and the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.” While we are here for a short time, it isn’t about us. We are grass. Our position here is to walk with people during our time, wherever we are, and let the word of God be proclaimed and echo into eternity. That is what will last forever and radically transform hearts.
– Megan “Mopps” Cole