This past week was the third week of camp. Since there was no Wilderness Adventures, or variation on it at Camp Otterbein, I was sent to be a counselor for the week at another camp in our conference, Camp Wesley. It started off pretty rough. In spite of getting a couple of volunteers and me, the camp was severely understaffed. Their program leader was even my co-counselor. I felt so bad for her having to do 2 jobs at once all week. On the bright side, she is a great friend of mine so we appreciated the chance to spend some time together! We had a group of 11 girls ranging in age from 9-16. I was overwhelmed to say the least and clueless. The schedule was different from what I'm used to and dealing with 11 campers was terribly overwhelming after having 3 and 4 campers the previous weeks! I also suffered through a terrible case of poison ivy that was continually spreading all week. Based on the timing, I'm pretty sure the exposure happened during the previous week's game of CTF at Camp Otterbein. Apparently I have developed a new allergy. Lovely. :-p In spite of these things, it ended up being an absolutely wonderful week!
After a couple of days of everyone struggling, we all figured out how to run more efficiently and connect with the campers more effectively on Wednesday. The camp that I was counseling for, called Extreme Outdoor Adventures, went ziplining that afternoon too. It was such a great time soaring through the trees. Two of the more difficult campers were in my group (I decided to take on the challenge of the rebellious teens) and even they were grinning and cooperating more than I'd seen them all week long. On the bus ride back to Camp Wesley, one camper opened her Bible and started reading passages. She was sitting next to me, so she asked me questions as she had them: we had a great discussion and one of the other campers nearby chimed in too. Though the bus ride was far from calm (there were several rambunctious, rebellious campers and I was the only adult riding), this conversation made it worth it.
Thursday night was the final worship and a foot washing at the lake. At first, I was a bit freaked out about the idea. Feet are gross. And I had to touch 11 campers' feet. It ended up actually being an amazing spiritual experience for the campers and for me. Katie and I each washed a foot of each camper and then prayed together over them one at a time. There were lots of hugs and tears. After the foot washing, there were a couple last songs. Of all the elements, water is the most soothing and the one I connect with spiritually the most. I was starting to feel incredibly sad and moved closer to the lake, standing right in front of the water. I didn't want to say goodbye to our campers, or my friends at Camp Wesley, who there's a good chance I won't see for the rest of the summer. Some of them I might not see for even longer. As the tears threatened to leak from my eyes, one of my campers stood beside me and put her arm around my shoulders. On the other side, another staff member, my good friend Andrew put an arm around my other shoulder. The 3 of us swayed, looking at the water. A wave of contentedness and calmness came over me. Those tears turned into a smile. And the camper, who had also accepted Christ for the first time the previous night, was beaming. It was a truly wonderful moment.
Friday morning began with my waking up my cabin group with the chicken dance. Big fun! Haha! Later that morning, all of camp played Gold Rush. This game is an exciting tradition to Camp Wesley like Capture the Flag is to Camp Otterbein. It's similar to CTF too, except it's played in the daylight and instead of finding and getting a flag, you have to run and get as many of the other team's pieces of "gold" as possible. The sweat was pouring and my hypoglycemia went crazy, but it was so much fun! Fortunately we went for a final swim not long after that. Before long at all, it was time to send the campers home. The week that at first seemed impossible came to an end. Through excellent teamwork, lots of prayer, and a ton of dedication, we all made it.
Before heading back to Athens for the weekend, I stayed to enjoy one last meal with some of my Camp Wesley staff friends. We had some delicious Dutch oven jambalaya and cobbler beside the lake enjoying a gorgeous sunset and each other's company. It was the perfect end to the week. I miss them all so much already!