Fabulous Week of Camp…WHY?

Saturday concluded week 1 at Midland Ministries’ SuperC Teen Camp. I once again had the privilege, responsibility, and joy of being the speaker.

I left camp a bit early yesterday so Jacob and I could drive 9 hours to my next camp (Machasay in Colorado). Spoke last night to the staff; again this morning; and tomorrow will speak for two days at their teen leadership camp.

But back to week 1.

As most know, I’ve been tasked with camp speaking for 41 summers, averaging 6 or 7 weeks each season.

So I’ve done a few…

This one was…well…dare I say it?…anointed.

If you’ve ever been to a teen camp; you know that it is usually midweek (at best) before the walls come down. Worship is stilted, interaction is almost forced, and there is a bit of wariness.

Monday evenings worship was rather typical…but starting Tuesday morning I and other staff members noticed a cohesiveness, a caring, a joy that is not typical.

I think one reason was that Jared Prindle, who used to be a youth pastor at a local church and now serves at a church near Saint Louis, brought over 30 campers and a few counselors.

They already knew each other, and yet were not clique-ish…they melded and molded with the other campers and I believe were a key factor in the week.

God’s Spirit convicted several and brought them to Christ and the gospel. Other commitments were made that prayerfully will stand the test of time.

Last Sunday night I preached at a maximum security prison located about 45 minutes from the camp. I’ve known many of the inmates who showed up for chapel for several years. I shared I’d be starting a week of camp the next morning; and they prayed for me and stated that they would gather together each morning at breakfast to pray.

Perhaps that had something to do with the week being a success? And many, many other supporters and friends of me and Midland were praying. Who knows how many grandmas, parents, and others were praying for “their” campers to be impacted by the Word of hope?

All I know is that I was blessed beyond belief to be a part of the week; and continue to pray that the campers remember, apply, and follow through with their “decisions.”

And I’d ask you to pray, also.

Here’s a pic of the group: week 1

And part of the fun of “Survivor”

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And fun on the water:

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Memory is Weird

The other day, in a random discussion of hymns and spiritual songs, a memory popped into my aging grey matter.

It was a remembrance of a great concert by Whitney Phipps back at a Kansas City Youth For Christ Dinner Concert; probably between 1979 and 1982. He is a spectacular singer with a marvelous speaking voice; and I vaguely remember being very impressed.

But…suddenly…I had a vivid memory of Whitney telling what he felt was the story of the tune for “Amazing Grace.”

So I looked it up on youtube..and, gratefully, there it was.

No, this isn’t (I don’t think) a recording of the KCYFC event..but I’m sure it is close if not spot on…

Turn up your speakers and enjoy both the story and the song: