God shows up in the most wonderful of places. Atop the mountains of Gore Virginia you’ll find Pine Creek Camp. The setting of Potomac District Kids Camp for the next 5 weeks. As week two of camp commenced I was excited to be part of a team that would help kids have fun, make friends and connect with God. Camp started out as most camps typically do with the arrival of 230 kids, 50 chaperones, hundreds of suitcases, sleeping bags and pillows. As they unloaded their luggage from vans, buses and cars the only thing missing was the kitchen sink. Kids scurried in all directions as they excitedly looked for their assigned room. Sleeping bags were unrolled as everyone anxiously settled into their new surroundings.
Time for the fun to begin. As the chaperone’s were ushered 
into an orientation meeting the kids were escorted to the field house where all 230 would commence playing a myriad of games in hopes of burning off some of that pinned up energy before their all camp orientation.
From this point on the schedule would have the kids going from the pond to the pool, from the mess hall to clubs, from the field house to the camp store and finally to their rooms to freshen up for the evening service. This is where the kids really connected with God. Adam Schmidgall was the speaker for the week and he not only captured the kids attention through illusions, tricks, audience participation, ventriloquism, but he also captured their hearts as he shared the words of God with the kids and brought them to a place where they could meet with God. Adam’s beginning object lesson always challenged the kids to expect and to want more of what God had to bring. The services brought spiritual refreshment to the heart, mind and soul of everyone there, kids and adults alike.
As God was blessing the kids, God was also blessing me with a very special gift. I had the opportunity to pray with two girls in particular that received the baptism in the Holy Spirit for the very first time. As I prayed for and with them, God’s Holy Spirit fell on both of them. What an exciting moment for each of them. As I moved away to allow them intimate time alone with God I couldn’t help but think about the gift God had just given me. We spend hours preparing and planning for the kid’s arrival at camp for the few moments at the altar when a child meets God face to face. All the time and energy exerted throughout the week seems minuscule in comparison to what God does through a child at the altar.
As the weeks of camp continue, I hope that we all remember that we can never give too much to the Lord because what He gives in return is by far greater than anything we could imagine. His blessings are awesome and although we don’t deserve them, He gives them anyway because of the enormous amount of love that He has for each of us.