Some Like it HOT!

Our Creekside Session 2 Assignment Team

Friends,

We are now home, catching up, enjoying time with our own kids, reflecting on the week that has happened. 

On Saturday, the 18th, we sent our 3rd week of campers home 2 days early. The departure was SAD and tearful, but without incident. Young Life's VP of camping, the camp managers and us camp directors came up with a plan to execute orders to set up leaders to lead their kids home and to other camp opportunties--- that were fantastic weeks, actually.  The communications department did an excellent job of notifying parents of campers and workers and keeping them updated.

While at camp for 3 days without the middle school friends there, our 43 work crew (high school aged) and 27 Summer staff (college aged) and our 30 assignment team members (including families) played, worked, and did some discipleship. We MARVELED and wept at what God did to prepare us and continue his good work in kids and leaders. 

Our work crew on fancy dinner night.

Our last camp, week 4, was smokey, so we put our heads together to come up with indoor activities so that people could take a break from the heat and smoke. The 'Tin Cup' cafe was equipped with puzzles, bracelet making kits, board games, oragami, and our club room was dedicated to movie festivals, karaoke and 'Just Dance'!

 

After the campers left, we began cleaning up the camp! I had some wrap up activities like hosting a seminar on finding meaningful work (to launch high school/college students into life), a fancy dinner with toasts, group photos and a funny 'opera' performance of our favorite inside jokes and camp memories. During the performance, I had to deliver the urgent news of our camp reaching 'level 3' (go now!) requiring our immediate evacuation. As I interrupted the 45 min skit night, the crowd did not believe me, thinking it was part of the act. (That was an abrupt moment I'll never forget!)

We rapidly packed our suitcases and quickly evacuated to Madras Middle School.  Upon arrival, our Creekside team was in charge of checking our own team in, as well as making a system to check in the 600+ campers, leaders and team from Canyon (the high school camp).  We spent the whole night checking everyone in, assigning groups to gyms and rooms in the middle school, and sleeping for a few uncomfortable hours on the floor with a few camp blankets and snacks. It was an exhausting night, but I was so impressed with how our whole team rallied. We all traveled home the next morning after scuptuouslty checking out every camper we had checked in the night before.

Since then, due to the encroaching and untameable fires, Washington Family Ranch decided to cancel the rest of summer camping. The areas who planned to bring campers are now creatively and courageously rallying to build camp experiences for kids. This has been fun to watch. 

Here are specific ways we saw God show up:

-Seeing groups like North Idaho (pic to the right) with leaders Bonnie Drake and Casey Price pouring so beautiufully into their middle school kids they brought was a joy. Especially watching the last morning when almost all of them showed up to the early morning 'new believers experience' to start a relationship with God and make plans to start meeting weekly to grow together.

*Months ago Phil (head leader from Denver) and I planned for him to give a short sermon on the day off before camp week 3 to our work staff.  We sensed that a sermon on 'dealing with disappointment' would be helpful. Who knew how true and timely that message would be? Then Jeff Huber taught a prayer practice also at the beginning of week 3 called the 'welcome prayer,' where you welcome those 'unwanted' emotions and hold them in the presence of God before releasing them to God. We used BOTH of these practices, referring to them in midst of the evacuations. BOY did we need them to deal with the disappointment, fear, anxiety and frustration of sending campers home. But God knew and provided us with the right tools to lead our team.

*In week 4, 139 campers made decisions to follow Jesus.

*For many campers, this written here was their 1st ever prayer!

Translation: Dear God, I am ready to receive your gift if you can see me for wo I am and look past my sins. I am ready, God. Please look upon me and give me your gift. I am ready. 

"Translation: Dear God, I don't really think I'm ready for such a big jump but I would love to reflect on u making me. I do really appreciate that you took time for me and loved me this long."

Dear God, I would like to accept this gift of living water and a forever relationship with you. It can be very hard for me to do the right things and I want to be in a relationship with you because you can help me. You know my struggles and have been there for all my highs and my lows. Yet you still love me and forgive me, so I feel that I am ready even though I won't be perfect, to accept your gift of living water.

-At our end of camp wrap up, I used Ephesians Chapter 3 as the benediction. One of the kitchen interns mentioned to me that she loves this passage on how long and high, wide and deep is the love of Jesus, beyond our comprehension, and she makes a practice to read it at the beginning and end of every summer camping season. I was thinking merely that it was a nice scripture. I didn't know it would actually be the end of her camping season. God had a way of wrapping it up for her, and us. 

-All the decisions that had to be made at the Middle School on that unforgettable night-- were provided by God. The head of housekeeping (Jesenia Meza, my old 'Emerging Leader' I invested in for years) arrived shortly after I did and asked if I wanted her help with assigning rooms to the groups of people in this maze of a school. Of course I did because I had NO IDEA the special needs of our Canyon group-- but she did-- so that we could house our campers with disabilities on the ground floor and families in their own wing.

-Jeff was assigned to checking in the busses who arrived with campers. He knew more people than anyone else and could convey a spirit of peace and calmness to the campers and leaders who really didn't know what would become of their camp trips.  Leaders were so happy to see their beloved Jeff Huber, hug him and were receptive to his warm welcome into a less than ideal 'shelter' for a long sleep deprived night. 

God truly holds all things together. We were blessed to have a close knit team to serve the rest of Washington Family Ranch.  Our campers had gone home and so we could focus on serving and being together. During our wrap up, we shared many letters from God/letters to God that were left behind after our Creekside 10 minutes of quiet. During the time, the campers were given a letter from God and encouraged to write back-- in response of His invitation.   I hope you enjoyed reading them here!

YOUR prayer and partnership has transformed lives. We are so very grateful for how you have supported us and our team and made a significant impact in so many lives... 1500 lives. 

Living Water > Fires

We hosted the largest camp in Creekside's 15 year history....for 3 days. 

We welcomed Gig Harbor, Camas/Washougal, Bothell/Woodinville and more.

The week started off wonderfully. Prayerfully. And smokily.

For the welcome, the final 3 Gig Harbor busses got stopped in the town of Shaniko, being told the roads were closed. A phone to some local county officials led to the busses being let through, and our full camp ready to rock, with the schedule adjusted ahead 1 hour to accommodate our late group of 180 campers. 

Visible fire on the hill behind WFR camp

Late night two, after camp and Young Life camping leadership assessed the wider situation, deeming it most appropriate to send the 511 Creekside campers and the 600+ Canyon campers home. If fire situation on either side worsened, getti
ng 1,100 campers out would be cumbersome. So my job was to ever-so-quietly pull the trip leaders together to contact their bus companies to rall
y with less than 12 hours notice. That was all I worked on from 8-11pm, other that starring in the 'fly in the library' skit.

At 11pm, the final bus company responded that they can arrive at 9am, covering the final group that needed a short-notice ride home. This was no simple feat on a Friday night around 8pm to pull this off. I give kudos to God for His part in the exit plan (God has a history of successful exit stories of His people out of tough places!) And incredible bus companies who work with Young Life like Alpha Omega and Blue Star, who rallied in the 11th hour.

Kids and leaders were able to have a full, amazing day 2 without the plan of the early exit hanging over their heads. In the morning, we moved the leader meeting to 7:15am and let leaders know the plan. They were sad, yet resolved to pivot. We let kids know at breakfast that busses were en route. They were sad yet the response what not what I expected. I watched from the side as our camp manager and directors, Tex and Tanya, shared from the dining hall stage. Kids were stunned; mostly silent other than a few groans.

Safety is our priority, they got that. We agreed together to trust Philippians 1:6, that what God started, God will finish. And 1Thess 2:8 that as Young Life leaders, we are delighted to share not only the gospel but also our lives as well because these kids are so dear to us. Camp is a great tool for leaders, but Jesus is what creates the transformation in kids lives. We are put to the test with our faith and our methods when the camp property is subtracted from the equation. And our leaders are passing the test.

As the leaders loaded up busses in the morning at Creekside, and at Canyon. left, yet the beautiful thing about Young Life is that it’s Leader-centered. Following first and foremost the incarnate, life-on-life model of Jesus. The leaders are going home with kids, and our leaders are so committed to these kids that they are all making plans.

Shawn Carnes and 'Memo' from Chelan Valley took his mostly latino boys to Sisters, OR for the night, hit up In-n-Out burgers in Salem, and the Oregon coast because they’ve never seen the ocean. Great spot to further sharing the messages and enjoying cabin time. 

Gallo invited Brea Diaz/Royal city as well as Moses Lk. to come to Sunnyside to put on a special dinner, pool party, and club talk by Gallo at a YL supporters' big house offered to them.

Gig Harbor did a huge YL club and dinner party for all 180 campers. They watched recorded videos of Canyon's camp speaker, Tanita.

Silverton, OR and Lewis County did clubs and showed videos from our Creekside camp speaker Irene.

North Idaho went straight to Suncadia and is using multiple huge Airbnb‘s and doing their own last few days of camp together, Deschutes river rafting adventure and a club talk with 15+ min quiet times at Tumalo Falls.

Bothell/Woodinville had a big club and for the 'response' used this cross as a way to give their brokenness and sin to Jesus, using sticky notes---->

Next door at WFR Canyon, 550+ campers also had to be evacuated at the same time and had a similar story of needing God to come through, but a little sadder since they were only on the morning of day 2. 

Y'all, areas and leaders absolutely RALLIED in beautiful, resilient, servant hearted, creative, epic and otherwise Jesus-centered ways. I asked leaders who were evacuated both from Canyon and Creekside to share what they did. This video summarizes the beautiful, resilient, selfless, adventurous and Jesus-focused plans that leaders, admins, churches and friends of Young Life pulled off! You'll want to see how God moved amongst all these areas like Moses Lake, Royal City, Leavenworth, Lake Oswego, Snohomish, Lower Valley, Corvallis OR and many more.

Enjoy this summary VIDEO! or share it: https://youtu.be/Zxhfz1L0MAU

Flamin' Hot, Holy Spirit Stories from Creekside

Flamin' Hot, Holy Spirit Stories

Tanya, me, and the Hoglunds

Such a delightful week. We had Spokane, Billings/Red Lodge, my former YL leader Matt Esterly's son Eli leading, Hoglunds adult-guesting, a kid Beau Brundage, star leaders I used to lead with in Everett/Mukilteo (the Patchins), and the joy of a full team of summer staff and WC we worked so hard to help recruit including Dietrich's girlfriend 'Bella' and Dezlyn one of our all-time fave's from Spokane. 

BIG DOGGGG Miracles!
I met Iree from Billings the late afternoon of day 2. He had not eaten for 2 days. I sparked up a conversation and he was vulnerable quickly, sharing he can only be hungry when he smokes weed. Being at camp was a drag (pun intended.) I realize the reason he was so open with me when I met him, I caught him at just the perfect moment. Someone at camp who had observed that he appeared miserable, had just offered to pray for him, and he accepted. Suddenly, after this random and spontaneous prayer, he felt a peace he was not familiar with and gained an appetite. I offered to buy him something at the Tin Cup, learning that he did not have any money. He chose the cheapest item, Cup-O-Noodles. Not sure if the Holy Spirit inspired me or not, but I insisted to buy him one more thing. He reluctantly accepted and snagged a bag of Flamin' Hot Cheetos. Glad to add to the caloric intake for him, but sensed that food choice might carry some spiritual parallels too (started praying for the fire of God to light-up in him!)

Meeting Iree, night 2.

I fought that little voice in my head that said: "that was enough of a highlight, Jeff. Nothing more will happen in Iree's life this week. Just be satisfied. And don't try to make a story out of a minor little interaction with a kid that seems pretty far out there." Do you ever have those passing thoughts of doubt? A little voice that nudges you AWAY from believing, from actually praying, a voice that politely advises you to play it safe and not over-spiritualize small things. Yep, I heard that and decided to give that voice the Heisman pose. Not today, Satan.

I began to pray and invited others to pray with me for Iree. For the fire of God to blaze in his life and his heart (I had no idea where he was at) to open to Jesus. Well, I saw his that evening at the pool event. I asked where in Billings he was from. He said the 'south-side' and that he hoped to find his way out of there. "It's rough living there, big dog." 

PS. He called EVERYONE he liked at camp, 'big dog,' which was really entertaining HOW MANY people on the eve of day two walked past us saying 'big dog' and him retorting 'big dog! (he emphasized the "o": on dog rather than emphasizing the more common "i" of big)'.

I heard that little nudge to ask him if he ever participated in a youth organization called CLDI in South Billings. His eyes blasted open and he perked up, 'yeah dog, i went there all the time.'  I asked "did you ever meet a leader there named "Layne Peters?"  He fired back, "yeah, he's my big dOg! He was my leader."  You see, Layne was a homeless kid from Walla Walla and Tri-Cities who had Young Life leaders take him in, bring him to camp, introduce him to Jesus, and walk with him beyond high school. His leaders helped him from living in a car, to applying for Whitworth University, getting in, getting financial help, and becoming a Young Life leader at our toughest, poorest school, Rogers. Our family met Layne and considered him part of the Hubers. Layne became our house and (big!)dog sitter, we led YL clubs together, we hosted his Rogers YL team dinners for him, and when he graduated and sent us a support letter from CLDI in Billings, a ministry that helps poor, homeless and challenged kids in South Billings just like him, and we said YES and financially gave, and put the ministry update pictures on our fridge and prayed for kids at CLDI and Layne. I shared a dumbed down version of all this to Iree, that his picture has been on my fridge in Spokane, and that I have prayed for him without even knowing who he is. Wild stuff. He was shocked: "man, big dog, that is amazing, seriously. You prayed for ME years ago?" 

God continued to move in his life this week. His appetite returned, he ate well, his leader Shane Lovering led him well, and experienced deep belonging from others which was uncommon to home. I stopped by the Billings and Red Lodge cabin each night and told them "lore" (epic stories) if they agreed to turn the lights out and get in bed (one of my jobs as 'head leader' here at Creekside in July.)  I shared some funny ones, and on this last night, I recounted a "Holy Spirit sighting" story of God answering prayers of some rough kids in Everett who I dared to seek after God and the mighty was He did it. When I was done, kids clapped at how God moves. Then, Iree asked if he could shared a Holy Spirit story too. "Sure, go for it," I welcomed him, "how long ago is this story from?"  Iree sassily fired back, "its from today, big dog."

Iree at new believers walk

He recalled being on his way to play sand volleyball with a group of kids that were calling out to him: "big dog. come, play volleyball with us!" As he sprinted towards the sandy court with a crowd waving him in, he suddenly began to limp and dropped to the grass, clutching an 'out of nowhere' sharp pain in his knee. He said it felt like something was jabbing inside his knee joint. One of the campers came over, listened to what just happened, and asked if he could pray for Iree's knee. For the second time in a week, he accepted a prayer from a random camper to pray for his problem. He couldn't recount exactly what the prayer was, but after the 'in Jesus name, amen!' the pain in his knee completely disappeared. He got up, and to his own amazement, walked in full strength to the volleyball court. Then, RIGHT THERE, at the sand volleyball court, asked the new friend and the group of kids, if they would pray with him to invite Jesus in, and commit his life to God. And they DID right there in the sand!  I cannot make this stuff up. 

That is some Holy Spirit, flamin' hot, action by our amazing God who 'bumps' us up with random people like Layne, campers, and all of us who have prayed for kids from afar, even from a newsletter. And 'sets' up moments to encounter Him and gives us a little spike-a-roo in our hearts with His amazing grace.

So glad I didn't listen the voice of the 'accuser', the inner critic inside of me. Word of God SPEAK, and may your servants LISTEN and obey. Makes you pause and ask yourself, "who's voice am I obeying?"

Disciples Making Disciples
When Shoreline leader David Lin got off the bus, he hugged me and reminded me that I was his camp speaker here at Creekside in 2018 when he was a middle school kid, and that was when he first opened his life to Jesus. I remember seeing him again in 2021 at Canyon when I was camp director, when he brought his transgender friend to camp, which landed on my radar to make sure as camp director, to do our very best to make sure that he/she had the best week of their life, which is exactly what happened. David, as a high school kid, thanked me for our hospitable efforts for his friend. We became Instagram friends and from afar, I've seen how he keep boldly pursuing Christ. And now David was back, as the Shoreline area trip leader. This time, he was disciple-ing a junior leader named Joey, intentionally letting Joey co-lead cabin times to help him grow in his leadership. 

Joey (left) and David (right)

At cabin time number two, Joey decided to answer the first question, about how we fill our life with other things besides God, who we were made to be filled by. He let the guys understand how he tried to make everyone happy. He admitted how exhausting this is and that no matter how happy he tries to make others be, it never fills. The 7th grade boys followed his lead. They shared how they try to fill their life with video games, which NEVER fill. And trying to get accepted by everyone. Trying to gain status at their school with popularity. Lust, greed, consumerism, trying to one up others and be seen as 'better.' The kids followed Joey's lead, who was following David's lead. Reminds me of the way Jesus discipled. And how the apostle Paul instructed Timothy, "Follow me as I follow Jesus."

By the end of the week, most of the kids in the cabin opened their lives up to Jesus and I got to see the glow of their faces amongst the 108 middle school kids that said YES to Jesus' offer of LIFE, to be a part of God's family and begin to grow in their faith. And, on top of that, Joey offered to stay and join work crew to help these last two weeks of July where the LARGEST number of campers in Creekside's 15 year HISTORY are happening, and two work crew got sent home. David agreed to lead camp follow up for two weeks while Joey steps in with us, which is a win for all!

This is my 42nd time here at the Ranch, and another 42 times at Malibu camp too (and 2 at Breakaway camp in Seaside, OR) and getting front row seats to watch 1 kid or a cabin of kids or a camp-full of kids turn their lives to God transforms me, renews my hope in humanity and blazes my faith red hot to not limit what God can do. Y'all, seeing God work doesn't get old. 

Heather and a few girls from Billings MT

Glory Story of Four More!
There were 8 girls from Billings who came to camp with Heather Rieland and Sadie Mendez. Four of them were fairly typical 7th grade girls who love sports, boys, singing country music and ordering iced coffees. The other four wore dark clothes, unique hair colors, wore Metallica shirts and seemed to avoid being in the middle of the loud social engagements that camp offer. Heather shared in passing, "I think you will figure out which girls I'd love you to especially pray for." I was slightly offended, because I LOVE me some Metallica, how dare she assume us Metallica fans need extra prayer, but of course, knew exactly what she meant. And its what we do, we pray. These four girls come from hurt. One's dad was incarcerated, another's dad died an alcoholic. A thirt's dad abandoned her and her mom. And a fourth was taken from her mom & put in the foster system, adopted out twice and now lives with an aunt and uncle who just got divorced. 

But Jesus ALWAYS has bigger plans and we at Young Life are rewriting the “writing on the wall”. Heather's hug and facial expression during the 'new believer' experience this morning when they all showed up, fully convinced me there that was plenty of glory to the story. I almost fell over as those girls showed up bright and early, gladly receiving their new bible, enthusiastically writing their name on a leaf (that the speaker Irene places on the cross for each kid who said 'yes' to Jesus) and pencilled their name and date on a tile that they would go and place in the sluice box up by the waterslides, where first time believers commemorate their decision to so YES to God and begin following Jesus. 

Here they are. Their 7th grade smiles are worth a thousand words. 

Keep praying with us!

Pray for WFR Canyon high school camp next door which starts tomorrow. Tanita is speaking, and areas from Sunnyside, Chelan, Leavenworth, CDA & Moscow ID, Royal City, Everett & more are there.

Pray for the new group of campers arriving today at Creekside from Gig Harbor, Camas, Bothell/Woodinville, Lewis County WA and more. It will be the highest number of campers in any one week at Creekside. Pray for mercy, powerful transformation, health for Tanya and I (been fightin' somethin') and our work crew summer staff and team, for this large number of kids to experience belonging, and Jesus to be lifted up and draw kids to himself. 

Then NEXT week is our last week here with kids from Coeur d'Alene/Post Falls, Bellingham and Whatcom and Skagit County, Portland, North Tacoma and more. 

Amazing Highlight God Sightings from Creekside, July 6-10!

This Creekside this week God moved mightily in middle school kids' lives, and mine. 

TOUGH NUTS TO CRACK

Young Life camp is open to all kids, and many kids come with little or no faith or 'appropriate behavior.' We had a rough group of kids from Issaquah. I was immediately drawn to them. After two days, some campers were on the verge of being sent home for their actions of bullying, disrespect and destructiveness. My team and I prayed for these kids, and leaned in to both redirect them, but also help them draw nearer to God. I gathered them for a reconciliation meeting at 11pm, with two groups of kids refusing to work out their conflict so I met with each group, separately. We talked about two options: own their part and resolve this, or continue to escalate and be sent home. The discussion led to exploring a 'third way.' One unruly boy said, "so what am I supposed to do if I get slapped in the face, just let him do it again?"  Another kid added: "wait, isn't that in the Bible somewhere?"  All the kids in unison started snapping their fingers and chanting "ooooooooohhhhhhh!"  I pointed out that they were touching upon a 'third way.' I asked if they knew where that quote of turning the other cheek came from. They did not. I asked if they know WHO said that famous quote. One finally inquired, "was it Jesus that said that?" I saw a Bible on their grotesquely messy cabin floor, and opened it up to Matthew. 5:38-42. They learned it was GOD who introduced the kingdom "third way" of the other cheek and the extra mile.  Their eyes were opened and they decided to invite the others in and they talked their conflict through, listened to each other's frustration, shared back with each other apologies for their harshness and agreed to start over. Wow. These kids did not even KNOW Jesus, yet were already being transformed by Him, by simply following His way. 

As the week went on, the connection with these guys deepened. They invited me in to share God stories, or as they requested: "Give us some 'lore.'"  I shared ways I've seen God move mightily in kids' lives. One of the hardest nuts to crack,  responded humbly, saying' "I want to seek and know God." 

In my stories, the kids and I discovered that I went to high school with and played on the tennis team with their dad, Anthony Stetler. And other kid, I knew his dad from playing basketball at the Everett YMCA. The bond grew, God moved in their hard hearts and by the end of the week, three kids showed up at the new believers experience to start a new relationship with Jesus. The commemorate this by writing their name on a 'tile' and placing it in the sluice box (a mining themed structure where gold is sorted through flowing water.)  Praise God for His light shining in our darkness, making ways where there were none. 

A SIMPLE YES!

Kaiden's leader, Brian, from Tri-Cites, sensed during cabin times that he was talking about God in an informational, impersonal way. Kaiden had been 'around' church and people who knew God. Brian's curiosity as to whether Kaiden had any personal relationship with God led to a convo on day 4.

“Do you know what it means to have a personal relationship with God?”

“Kind of. I think so.”

“Do you know what it means for someone to be a Lord?”

“Kind of. Like a king or a boss?”

"Exactly! Do you know what it means to ask God to be the Lord, or the King, of your life, where God has the first and final say to guide you?"

"No, I have never heard of that.”

“How would you feel about Him being that for you?”

“I’d really like that. How do I do it?"

 

Brian then helped Kaiden put words to what he wanted to pray. Kaiden opened his life up to God, and He moved in his heart for the first time, in a big way. A beaming smile of joy and gratitude was on full display for the rest of the trip. Praise God that we get to be a part of first steps with Jesus!

OVERHEARD IN CREEKSIDE... 

Overheard a leader and a kid finishing a one on one conversation.

Leader "Jesus chose you."

Kid: "Really?  Me?"  And he broke down crying.

Then they hugged and prayed. I have no context, but simply hearing that was powerful. 

IS GOD'S LOVE FOR ALL?

A large group of talented basketball players came and walked around like the owned the place. You could hear them constantly jabbing at each other of who is the greatest, who is 'trash' and blurting out excuses as to why they underperformed in that recent basketball game. I joined them a few times, I might have been the only one who actually passed the basketball in an entire game. They called me 'unc' (a Gen Z term meaning I am an old guy with 'cool uncle vibes.' I joined their leader, praying for them this week that they could get past their toughness, pride of themselves and deeply connect with God. By the end of the week, you could see their faces brighten, their tine lighten and fists un-tighten. 5 of the 8 kids started a relationship with God. One encounter was a Holy Spirit 'mic drop.' 

A tall, Latino baller of a young man from the cabin (far upper right in picture) agreed to do his one on one with his leader, who asked about his highlights of the week and about where he stands in terms of a relationship with God. The camper recapped his family faith history of growing up going to church, and then paused, appearing to start to choke up. He paused the conversation to go back to his cabin for something. A few moments later he returned, wearing a pair of Deion Sanders style, glamorous sunglasses. He resumed sharing, and recounted his own faith journey that had abruptly stopped in 2020, when his sister announced to her family and church that she was 'bi-sexual', it changed things for her family. Her church did not handle the news delicately, and the parents decided their family would no longer attend church. That was six years ago and the last he had talked about or considered God. Tears streamed down his 8th grade cheeks from behind the designer sunglasses. His leader asked how that impacted how he was hearing the good news of Jesus this week. He had been hearing how the love of Jesus, from the way he loved sinners, welcomed children and died on the cross for sin for us all, yet he could not 'get' if God's love really is for EVERYONE. His leader shared some verses and Jesus' own words on the cross clearly expressed that His love is for all, always inviting us, including him, his sister and family. And each of our responses to God's love is up to each of us. It sunk in to his heart, realizing that God had never withheld his love. Church people may have mishandled a nuanced conversation, but God's invitational love does not fail. That was enough for this young man to grasp, and he prayed right there to finally open the previously closed door his heart to God. Praying that his response to the good news that he is known, pursued and loved sends ripples of grace to his family. 

SECOND TIMES A CHARM

A kid from Everett-Mill Creek came to camp last after being diagnosed with cancer. While at camp, he could not come to terms with his question of 'if God really is loving and able, why do I have cancer?" He left Creekside with his door 'closed' to God. Over this past year, he has been through chemo, and during it all the treatments, he longed to return to Creekside and continue to press in to understand God's love and  plans. His doctor approved him coming to camp, and this year, while hearing a new speaker share God's good news, and processing it during the week, solitude and one on one with his leader, he decided to open up his heart and commit his life to Jesus. Praise God for sec
ond chances and even when its hard! 

STORM ON THE REZ

We had a group of native kids from LaConner, WA here this week (pictured here)

They arrived first and my first high five went to two kids; 'Stormy' and Noah (upper right in pic). Sometimes kids are aptly named, especially native kids. Stormy's dad just passed away a few months ago and he received a scholarship to be here. By the end of the second day, he wanted to go home. Life on the rez was more familiar for him. The constant cheering, the joy, constant energy and action was too much. His friend Noah, also from his tribe, stuck tightly with him and his leader Quentin who was raised  there too and now goes to CWU. We prayed that God would hold Stormy through the storm he was going through, and calm him from the inside. Day 3, Stormy locked in, as did his friend Noah, who got his hands on a bible and decided to start reading it from the beginning. After a few chapters in Genesis, I asked him what he was reading. He enthusiastically reported to me: "I'm in the Bible! I'm Noah!"  

The last night I visited their whole cabin and they were having a hard time settling down with extreme thirst and brought a backpack drink dispenser full of ice cold gatorade. You would have thought my their reaction I was bringing a kegger to a wild frat party. But while pouring them each refreshing cup, we got to acknowledge the amazing week that God brought these guys through and how glad we were that they all decided to stay, take in the whole week, find themselves in God's story and experience some healing and calming of their storms. Join me in continuing to pray for Stormy as he returns to the rez, carrying both loss and a vision of gain.