That was the theme for the Cochabamba International Church summer camp.
We, five leaders and twenty-four 12-17 year olds, went to La Cabana hotel about an hour away from our home in Coch. The leaders and I spent a great deal of time planning fun, messy, wet, and competitive games to last four days. The four days is to take the students minds off of difficult lives as missionary kids (Although not all the youth were MK’s many were. This is a very difficult life to live).
Beyond that, Joe Holeman (one of my fav. Speakers) came each night to speak and challenge the faith of the youth. In my eyes, this is one of the few times that speakers spend time just with them. So much of their home life is focused on the community around them, that sometimes they are brushed aside. I took at whole ton of pictures and will post a couple soon as I get to a place with wireless internet.
We played games like Ultimate Frisbee with a raw chicken or Water-Balloon Volleyball with beach towels. It was a good time. I, along with the other four leaders, am completely exhausted. However, there was not a moment that was not worth it.
Not only did I really enjoy hearing Joe each night (He reminds me a great deal of Pastor Judy) but breaking out into smaller groups was very beneficial for the girls I was able to work with. Those who wanted to be stretched were stretched and convicted. Others were left behind –for now. It is my mission to carry those in need.
They had to build boats with materials we gave them. Each team built one boat and raced. It is pretty obvious which boat one.
The tree house and all of the youth group.
Alejandra and I at one of our lunches. I've since showered!
TUG-O-WAR!
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