Marvelous are His Works

Well it has been almost a full week here at Camp Otyokwah (Where friend meets friend J )  The week has often been like drinking from a fire hose.  Incredible amounts of training, learning all the ins and outs of camp life,  a room shared with 7 other girls I’ve never met before, more concentrated time in the Word than I’ve had in ages and diving Head first into community with strangers.  

There have been moments this week when I’ve felt completely overwhelmed and out of place, but those moments have been more and more fleeting.  Breathing in the fresh, pine filled air in a place where I’ve seen the Lord work before has helped me start to settle in here.  To dwell here. 

I have been amazed over and over again at how much the LORD had been working in me already.   I was so nervous about meeting everyone and He has made our common ground in Christ so clear to me.  I’ve already heard incredible testimonies of God’s work in the lives of my fellow staff members and I am so thankful that even though we have walked different paths to get here we have walked those roads with the same guide.  I’m still learning how I fit into this community, but there is a community being built, deeper than I expected. 

This week we’ve fellowshipped over meals (and Cheese-its!!), over the Word, over random song breaks, over games and Walmart runs, over paint scrapping and knot tying learning along the way to speak with the language of love.  I am not fluent yet, but I’m hoping to learn how to love these brothers and sisters better and be family to them in this far off land of Ohio. 

We have more training and planning at the beginning of next week , but come Thursday our first campers roll in.  First and Second graders J  I’m  excited to see what comes next in this adventure!  God has been etching the truth that His works are marvelous and that He will be faithful to complete all that He has begun in my life.  It amazing to think that the God who designed the incredible creation I’ve been enjoying so much this week, the towering trees, the rolling hills, the vast ocean of stars it’s that God who calls me His.  It’s that masterful artist who’s working in my heart, who is crafting me.   I don’t know all that’s ahead in this,  I don’t know all the reasons God has me here, but marvelous are His work (whatever they may be) and that my soul knows very well.