So I just got home from Nefyn A camp. It was an amazing week in so many ways. To start I nearly didnt even go. If I am honest, I hated A camp last year. There could be many reasons for that including that in myself I was feeling very lost at the time (I had left my gap year placement in Sheffield the week before and gone straight to keswick and then straight to camp so hadn't even been home or had chance to deal with leaving that part of my life behind), which made it very hard for me to settle into the team and the work there and left me coming away quite disheartened and empty. So when it came to filling in an application form for this year I was torn. I had a job lined up which meant because of time off etc A camp was the only one I could actually do, rather than any of the younger camps later in the summer. I do love Nefyn and love being involved in camp, but was worried that if I was going because it was the only camp I could do my motives would be purely selfish and it wouldn't be the right reasons to go. In the end after a conversation with a friend I decided to go for it and see what God would do. And I'm so glad I did!
Since just before I left uni in June I have been struggling with the spiritual side of life. I couldn't tell you what caused it, or why it happened but I kind of started drifting a little bit and then when I came home things got worse. I was still going to church, but only because the rest of my family was and I just wasn't really getting anything out of it (mostly because I wasn't putting anything into it!). It didn't help that my home church just doesn't feel like home anymore, not that it is a bad church or anything and there are so many people there who I know care about me and have been praying for me on my gap year and while I've been at uni, but I am not really a part of the youth group anymore and the fellowship side of it just isn't the same. So anyway....about a week before camp I started to think seriously about what was going on and the sunday before I went over to sheffield to visit the youth service at the church where I did my gap year. The service was really good and Ruth (who helped out alot with the youth stuff alongside me and Dave) did the talk. I actually can't remember what she talked about now but it inspired me to get going and do something about where I had ended up. So over the week I tried to read the bible more and get into a routine of doing it before work (which I will be continuing to work on now I am home) and prepared myself for camp.
Camp this year was sooo much better than last year. The team gelled really well and I felt so at home there (I really didn't want to leave by the end!) I really feel that God was there and that He sent me there just to bring me back to Him. One of the songs we sang a fair bit in the meetings was Chris Tomlins "Everlasting God", which has the line "You do not faint, You won't grow weary" and I think this week has been such a reminder of that. No matter how much I mess up or how much I stray and just ignore God, He is still there walking beside me, pulling me back or waiting for me or even carrying me when I need it the most. He has shown this to me this week in the work of the team despite many things that Satan threw at us, in all the hugs and support that we gave each other, in all the prayers that we all said and that we know others from home were saying for us, and also in the lives of the campers. I have heard this week abotu situations that I would never have believed, and that just made me sooo sad at the state of the world, but then after one particularly bad day God gave us a really clear night and I stood staring at the stars with another leader and was just reminded that no matter how bad the world gets, God is still there holding it in his hands and waiting to be able to rebuild it and restore it to the beauty it was meant to be.
Since just before I left uni in June I have been struggling with the spiritual side of life. I couldn't tell you what caused it, or why it happened but I kind of started drifting a little bit and then when I came home things got worse. I was still going to church, but only because the rest of my family was and I just wasn't really getting anything out of it (mostly because I wasn't putting anything into it!). It didn't help that my home church just doesn't feel like home anymore, not that it is a bad church or anything and there are so many people there who I know care about me and have been praying for me on my gap year and while I've been at uni, but I am not really a part of the youth group anymore and the fellowship side of it just isn't the same. So anyway....about a week before camp I started to think seriously about what was going on and the sunday before I went over to sheffield to visit the youth service at the church where I did my gap year. The service was really good and Ruth (who helped out alot with the youth stuff alongside me and Dave) did the talk. I actually can't remember what she talked about now but it inspired me to get going and do something about where I had ended up. So over the week I tried to read the bible more and get into a routine of doing it before work (which I will be continuing to work on now I am home) and prepared myself for camp.
Camp this year was sooo much better than last year. The team gelled really well and I felt so at home there (I really didn't want to leave by the end!) I really feel that God was there and that He sent me there just to bring me back to Him. One of the songs we sang a fair bit in the meetings was Chris Tomlins "Everlasting God", which has the line "You do not faint, You won't grow weary" and I think this week has been such a reminder of that. No matter how much I mess up or how much I stray and just ignore God, He is still there walking beside me, pulling me back or waiting for me or even carrying me when I need it the most. He has shown this to me this week in the work of the team despite many things that Satan threw at us, in all the hugs and support that we gave each other, in all the prayers that we all said and that we know others from home were saying for us, and also in the lives of the campers. I have heard this week abotu situations that I would never have believed, and that just made me sooo sad at the state of the world, but then after one particularly bad day God gave us a really clear night and I stood staring at the stars with another leader and was just reminded that no matter how bad the world gets, God is still there holding it in his hands and waiting to be able to rebuild it and restore it to the beauty it was meant to be.
