This weekend, I get to go back to my favorite place in the world, Camp Joy. This site of land in tiny Clarksville, Ohio is where I worked this past summer. During the summer, they host two completely different types of camps concurrently each week. One side is called "specialty", where a different medical disability comes out each week. I had the opportunity to work this side this summer, where I got to work with kids with leukemia, sickle cell, fibromyalgia, and many other things that made these kids special.
The other side of camp is called "agency", where kids with various unfortunate situations come out site. These could be children with the Boys and Girls club, those with juvenile prison backgrounds, and those involved with Child Services. I was asked to work an agency side camp for the entire school year called Fostering Success. These kids are in foster care. One weekend a month, the same group of kids come to camp and we work on things such as self-fulfillment, confidence, and making them feel wanted.
The experiences I have gained from the special place, both from the summer and the time I spend there currently, is what makes Camp Joy my happy place. A happy place is not necessarily extravagant or expensive or excessive, a happy place is one where you truly feel cared for. A place where you feel like you are needed. A place that makes a difference.
So, God, I pray especially hard today that you will work IN me and THROUGH me to make the difference that needs to be made this weekend.
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