Our pastor describes "the bus moment" in an email to the congregation:
It is called the “bus” moment and I was determined not to miss it! The bus rolls into a campground of screaming, cheering, jumping adults, all holding signs of welcome, at least one sign with each child’s name on it! These kids have spent their lives in rejection; this moment was one of full acceptance! One by one, each kid is announced NBA style: “Here’s Oscar…here’s Imelda…” They disembark to a chorus of cheers as their counselor meets them (each counselor has only two campers) out in front of the group. (It is a vision of heaven, an angelic welcoming to sinners saved by grace.) One boy ran off the bus like a dart and hugged Bobby Sykes with a full-body tackle (photo attached). The staff is trained to refrain from “hugging” campers, but what was Bobby to do? It was one of the most touching things I’ve ever seen!
See the older couple on the right? There's even a camp Grandma and Grandpa!
Ready to experience a great week! Here is Bobby with his other camper, Brandon. Each counselor only has two kids for the entire week so they can really get a lot of attention.
And every child gets a necklace with Psalm 23:1 on it. All week long the kids will recite their verse to staff and guests who will sign it once it's been recited! They'll need this verse many times throughout their lives. Also on the first day, every child gets to choose their very own blanket that they can keep forever. They have very few possessions. Bobby's campers slept with their blankets every night.
Bobby helped Brandon to make a storage box that doubled as a step stool.
Bobby gave Brandon this hat from Kevin. He wore it all week. Bobby signed it and gave it to him on the last day.
On Wednesday I came up to the camp just for the day, as part of a team who would give a birthday party to all the kids. Many of them have never had a birthday party, and one girl didn't even know when her birthday was. Church members donated hundreds of new toys, jewelry, legos, Hot Wheels, hair bows, Barbies, etc... and I got the privilege of making the bags, organizing the gifts, and then praying over each filled birthday bag. It was amazing to see each child receive their favorite gifts. One boy yelled, "Hey, how'd God know baseball is my favorite sport?"
We put on a carnival for the kids and my job was face painting... which ended up being arm painting so they could see their design. That's Bobby's camper Tyler looking on.
This little cutie wanted a rainbow all the way down her arm... with glitter stars, please.
...they laid their rocks at the foot of the cross and prayed that their burdens would be lifted.
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