It takes lots of rooms besides cabins and a dining hall and 9 nurseries to pull off Young Lives camp.
There’s the club room – where in the mornings real people tell their real stories and where at night someone tells the gospel story.
There’s the war room – where every morning the leadership team works through each event and detail and moving piece of the day ahead.
There’s the resource room – where each minute of each day people are ready to provide whatever a mom or nursery worker might need.
And sweetest of all, there’s the quarantine room – where babies who have a sniffle or a cough can rest quietly and contentedly in the strong and gentle arms of a loving and caring adult.
This might be my favorite room of all. It is a picture of a trusting but weary believer who has learned to rest contentedly in the strong and gentle arms of a loving and caring God.
LORD, my heart is not proud;my eyes are not haughty.
I do not concern myself with matters too great or awesome for me to grasp.
Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.
Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Children of God – put your hope in the LORD –
now and always.
Amen
(A psalm of David for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem)
Breathe 