Our LST team has arrived safely, repairs in our kitchen have begun once again and Camp Balchyoca 2005 is only a memory now.
Our week at camp was full of God’s blessing as close to 150 people were brought together to work, play, sing, fellowship and soak up insights from His Word. We had an amazing team of servants. Those who came in from the States, the resident missionaries and the nationals worked together in an awesome way. We spent the week talking about ‘Hidden Treasure’ … and I, like Mary, treasured up in my heart so many of the scenes of the week.
It was precious to see Russians, Estonians, and Americans loving and hugging on each other, to see our own Oksana ministering to the needs of her handicapped campers, to see Nikolai enthusiastically sharing the message of ‘real treasure’, to see Jaime take on her job as camp photographer with eyes as tender as her heart, to see Geoff leading singing (with a little miniature Geoff at his side), to see ... God working.
Brandi taught a class each day and was in charge of afternoon and evening activities. He kept busy most of the week and even though he was not in his usual ‘director’ role, I saw God using him to minister over and over. I just love stepping back and watching him as he touches the hearts of young people with his gentle heart and silly antics. If you’ve never experienced Brandi’s version of the “Itty Bitty Box” song, you’ve truly missed out!
Most of my duties were “pre-camp”, so I was able to enjoy some precious one-on-one time with a few of our Tartu girls, share hearts, laughter, vision and lots of really strong coffee with fellow workers in the Kingdom and sit in on a daily ladies class. Our focus for the week was the "Treasure of Encouragement”. Indeed, encouragement is a great and wonderful treasure that is so often lacking. We were reminded that our words are like gifts that we give one another and I couldn’t help remembering the words in Ephesians 4:29, 30 …
“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only
what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.
And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God …”
I realize how many times my heart has been broken by the hurtful or insensitive words of others and then am challenged that sometimes my own words, have not only NOT been used for building others up but have also ‘grieved the Holy Spirit of God’. What a heartbreaking thought, to grieve God’s spirit, and what an indictment against all that I say I stand for. I pray that God will help me, the one sent here as an example of His love, to see others through His eyes and not with my own clouded and human vision.








