This year's surf camp was different to previous years in some ways, and yet in others it was the same. It's always a time of growing and learning things from God - often not what is being taught in the main meetings. Once again a small contingent of my best friends came along to camp and for the most part I felt pretty anti-social. Coming back from the ship I've found myself fairly inept at most popular games and I don't own anything newer than a PS2. I felt pretty down on myself for these petty reasons, and so harsh comments from some of the kids really got to me.
Over the course of the week, God helped me to get past my bad attitude and to see myself through his eyes. He doesn't care about skills or abilities, he cares about the heart - and when He is my strength, then I need not worry.
The last night of camp was amazing - when God told us to rejoyce him and we had the most awesome time of joyful praise, I felt so free and joyful. Praise God!
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