It is hard to see people come and go. This last week here with first session really makes me sad. They are a great group of people that I will miss tremendously. It is hard to believe that I will most likely never see a lot of them again. They will be only memories to me. And then before I know it there will be a new group, new faces and all with a unique new story of Jesus impacting their lives.This week my hometown area was here with kids. There are 350 campers this week which is over capacity for Malibu so you can imagine the controlled chaos here at the BU. Tonight is the dance party and I am excited to see what goes down.
Say-so is time where I remember why I do what I do. When I see that group of kids stand up.. It almost brings me to tears. I see it as that moment they are rescued. That is a very powerful word in my book lately.. Rescued. Those kids were rescued from a life that no one will ever know about.. they are rescued to come and live in eternity. There is a celebration in Heaven for these kids.
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