_TOGETHER_

This week I was really impressed, just to see how God works. On Sunday my family got hit by the outer edge of the tornado/storm thing, and our basement flooded -to say the ___very_ least. Dad, Mom, DJ, and Jacob all went outside, and started bucketing window wells, trying to get water out of them, while I stayed inside desperately trying to dry carpet in three rooms that were scattered across the house. Not a very promising chore.
While this was going on, it was very tempting just to ask God 'why'. I would be leaving in a couple hours to water and work week up at camp, and Mom, DJ and Jacob would have to clean, dry, and un-mildew carpets while Dad was at work, and I was at camp. Quite frankly I would have been completely open to skipping camp to stay home and work. Unfortunately that wasn't an option.
But through out the storm, God gave me this since of peace that I didn't -couldn't- understand. I started singing, and praising Him, and I didn't really know why. It was at that moment, when it just completely hit how unworthy I am to pray to God every day, to know Him, love Him, and even hold God's word in my hand! I was astounded at that thought, because I had never pondered that. Have you? Just do it right now, and then I'll go on...

The storm moved on rather quickly, and after a rather long night, I finally got to sleep -at 2:00 am. Needless to say I was very tired the next day; but even then, God gave me peace. The whole way to camp I was praying. Praying for my parents, praying for the house, praying for my dog, my friends, my own stupidity, praying that God would remind me of my own insignificance as I was working, and praying that He would show me something through the messages each night.
And you know what? He did. Every single night. This year camps theme is together. How we have to work together, trust each other, lean on each other. But to me, they all showed just how important God is in my day to day life. How he's not only my crutch, but my bed, my cast, my doctor, my nurse, and my whole entire hospital -every single day! And then on Wed. He showed me things that I had thought I had given up to Him that I was really trying to hide -even from myself.
And that's when the together theme really hit home. Because right in the middle of the serves, I started crying. And not only did Joy pull me aside and talk to me, I talked to Jenna, Anna, Kari, and several others who I knew really cared. God provided for me that night, because that night and on Friday I just really was able to pour my heart out to those people -people who care. They care to pray for you, they care to laugh with you, cry with you, help guide you, and to just sit there in silence. :) Some of them even joy basketball. God showed me just how important it is to work together -with Him and with others. And He showed me there are people who care, even when you feel no one can understand. Because He does.

--Ninja Potato