After graduating from High School, I began to get into the word of God, I would memorize powerful verses and pray as much as possible. Christianity was still very new to me and I still had much to learn, much to wrap my mind around. Thats when Gary had the idea to send me and his son Dakota, to DNA summer camp.
Gary is such a blessing in my life, just because he knows the value of a human being and he knows that no measure of money could account for it. He has given generously out of his own pocket for me, and taken me in like his own son. I thank and glorify God for his son, Gary.
When I arrived at my Church, where we all met to get on the bus to camp, I was greeted by many of our Churches interns and various amazing people of God. After everyone arrived and the "faith bus" was ready, we set off. I would just like to note, we called the bus the faith bus due to the fact that it was really a van and that the van ran purely on our faith and prayer.
We arrived at camp and waited in line for all of the paper work and such to get done. Dakota as usual was no more patient than expected. After everything was settled we were placed in cabins which consisted of a small room with 3 bunk-beds in them. We set our things down and went to organize with the rest of the camp.
Things were awkward at first, meeting new people get to know them organizing everyone and such. We were all given separate teams, mine was 7. We were then given a number in the team, mine was again 7. One organized we created team names and team chants (they were so terrible we never ended up using them, haha.). Most of the camp consisted of various games and team activities which were a blast, however the best part of the camp was the evening and morning services. The spirit of God was so thick and powerful, you could physically feel it. Pastor Chad brought the word every single time.
Everything went smoothly until we got to the Basketball game. We had just gotten back from swimming and I was wearing flip flops. I wanted to play barefoot but apparently the court was tearing up peoples feet so shoes were mandatory. I was the tallest on my team so I did the jump shot. Well when I jumped up me and the other boy hit each other and I came down on my foot and rolled it. As you can imagine, that would be bad. It ripped a good chunk out of my foot and hurt a bit. I ignored it, trying very hard to be manly and I prayed over it and ran into my bunk and got my Converse. I used the sock to soak up the blood and then went back to playing. When we got to the next pool event, I had to take off my shoes and when I did I noticed that my foot was much larger now than before. It had a giant bulge swelling up on one side. I thought that it might be necessary to talk to a nurse... just in case. When I showed them my foot, they told me it was likely a blow blood vessel and I absolutely had to put ice on it. I did so and had the others pray for it. The next day I simply told the Devil he couldn't make me limp and continued to play the games, I ignored any pain. By the end of the camp, my foot was working perfectly. As long as I acted in accordance to the the belief that my foot was healed there was no pain. It was when I limped and complained that it began to hurt.
To go into the detail of the services and the people I met would take me days and more than any person would want to read. So I will just say the God changed a lot of lives there, there were healing, re-dedications, and prophetic word. While at a leadership meeting, Sean Gleason was randomly prophesied over, the speaker didn't know why he said what he said, only that it was from God.
There were so many testimonies it was absolutely wonderful, I won't mention them just for the sake of the individuals. All in all it was well worth the time and money spent and it got me closer to my Brother-In-Christ, Sean Gleason.
When we got back from the camp, Sean began to get me involved with our youth interns and in time I became one. The friends and experiences I have gained from God are so mind blowing and amazing it seems unreal. God works on my heart each day as I serve and seek Him. I thank God for my friends and the ability to serve him. God is good.
Gary is such a blessing in my life, just because he knows the value of a human being and he knows that no measure of money could account for it. He has given generously out of his own pocket for me, and taken me in like his own son. I thank and glorify God for his son, Gary.
When I arrived at my Church, where we all met to get on the bus to camp, I was greeted by many of our Churches interns and various amazing people of God. After everyone arrived and the "faith bus" was ready, we set off. I would just like to note, we called the bus the faith bus due to the fact that it was really a van and that the van ran purely on our faith and prayer.
We arrived at camp and waited in line for all of the paper work and such to get done. Dakota as usual was no more patient than expected. After everything was settled we were placed in cabins which consisted of a small room with 3 bunk-beds in them. We set our things down and went to organize with the rest of the camp.
To go into the detail of the services and the people I met would take me days and more than any person would want to read. So I will just say the God changed a lot of lives there, there were healing, re-dedications, and prophetic word. While at a leadership meeting, Sean Gleason was randomly prophesied over, the speaker didn't know why he said what he said, only that it was from God.
When we got back from the camp, Sean began to get me involved with our youth interns and in time I became one. The friends and experiences I have gained from God are so mind blowing and amazing it seems unreal. God works on my heart each day as I serve and seek Him. I thank God for my friends and the ability to serve him. God is good.
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