Camp Update

We had a wonderful Jr Camp. There were 12 saved, 13 sanctified and 3 filled with the Holy Ghost. I know one little girl was for sure. She has sought for Holy Ghost baptism for three years at camp. Not just a little bit either. We left Monday night at 11 pm and she was still praying. Everyone else had been ushered downstairs. These kids start getting rowdy if not occupied. The last evening service (Tuesday) she came once again to the altar and sough the Lord just as hard. She cried and hollered (Southern term in case you were wondering) and jerked. There was about 5 staff members and one camper still left wither her. At around 9:30 pm that little one finally yielded to the most glorious sounding tongue. It was so beautiful. I still well up just thinking about it. She was determined. How determined are we sometimes? What a lesson that little girl taught me. Often we may pray a bit and decide that it must not be the will of the Lord. I want to hold on like that little girl. Here is an excerpt from a poem I read:

So down he fell and with him hope--

He couldn't win it now--

Embarrassed, sad, he only wished

To disappear somehow.

But as he fell his dad stood up

And showed his anxious face,

Which to the boy so clearly said:

"Get up and win the race!"

He quickly rose, no damage done-

Behind a bit, that's all-

And ran with all his mind and might

To make up for his fall.

My heavenly Father is looking on, saying, "Get up and win this race!" I feel heavenly encouragement today! Praise the Lord!