Camp Memories

[darylscook]

I thought this might be a better thread for us all to put our camp memories. I like this title and start much better

I never experienced it, but I remember stories of the "shock" the showers could bring in the old MS boys showers.

I remember the first year I worked, I was 17 I think and wanted to work so bad, the Director, Kevin Rea finally said I could work and the only spot was in the Kitchen. Didn't matter to me, I said OK. Well the 2nd Day of camp one of the cabin leaders got sick (Pastor Ables here) Well, the director needed me to take over. That is what I wanted to do anyway! Well, I don't know what scare tactics Pastor Ables used, but he had already gotten all those kids straight before I got in there and I had a wonderful time.

Have worked every year since except one when I was finishing up my BS with 3 summer classes while still working, whew!

God Bless You
Pastor Daryl

[DeWayneTN]

I discovered how heavy of a sleeper I was at camp. At breakfast, the dean came and told me some of my boys had snuck out the night before and they had chased them. I said, "Why didn't you wake me?" and he said, "We tried to. First we yelled, then we stood on your bed and jumped up and down!!"

[teach]

wow, there are way to many memories to count...

by the way, daryl, do you have me down to work pee wee camp?

wendy k

[blessedmom]

I remember a few years ago, Daryl split his pants in Sub-teen camp. Our recreation director (a NUT) told everyone he had a blow out and the next morning during devotion they were on the flag pole! She was dumpster diving for those jeans!

Terri

[pastorables]

Well the 2nd Day of camp one of the cabin leaders go sick (Pastor Ables here) Well, the director needed me to take over. That is what I wanted to do anyway! Well, I don't know what scare tactics Pastor Ables used, but he had already gotten all those kids straight before I got in there and I had a wonderful time.

Wow! You invoke bittersweet memories. Yes, I had formed a wonderful relationship with those boys until I became extremely ill. I do remember being able to come back for the close of the camp on Friday, and someone giving me a stack of prayer cards from the campers, especially our cabin. God healed me that week of some type of unexplainable painful growth and I offer that God indeed heard the prayers of those children. Praise God!

[darylscook]

I discovered how heavy of a sleeper I was at camp. At breakfast, the dean came and told me some of my boys had snuck out the night before and they had chased them. I said, "Why didn't you wake me?" and he said, "We tried to. First we yelled, then we stood on your bed and jumped up and down!!"

Kevin (aka the stick) airport policeman, was cabin leader once and after the 2nd day, we realized that even his alarm clock wouldn't wake him and another cabin leader had to go down and wake him up each day so that His cabin would get up

Pastor Daryl

[Pastor Gary]

Kevin (aka the stick) airport policeman, was cabin leader once and after the 2nd day, we realized that even his alarm clock wouldn't wake him and another cabin leader had to go down and wake him up each day so that His cabin would get up

Not much has changed...
I have tried to wake Kev up before, and even carried on sort of a groggy conversation with him, only to learn later he wasn't awake at all.

[Jennifer Smith]

At camp we would get all ready for bed, get up in our bunks, and for a surprise they would bring us hot cinnamon rolls... that is how special they treated us, always.

There are a lot of norwegians in our church and they make awesome rolls. So, for dinner we always had sweet rolls- soft rolls tied in a knot with an orange glaze, awesome.

There was a lake, swimming, canoeing, kayaking and field-day type games, and the Holy Spirit moved in our services.. no one was force-fed anything, just gently given the Word of God and an opportunity to receive the Spirit.

That was the best camp, Camp Millersylvania.. I went every year from age 6 through age 15.

[panhandler]

I remember walking in mud almost up to my knees in order to swim in MS camp. I remember having shaving cream put in my shoes and toothpaste in my ears.

I remember praying in the altar and receiving The Precious Holy Ghost in the service and my life being changed at the age of 8!

I remember the feeling of not being watched so closely by my parents (since they weren't there) that I had the freedom to obey God!

I remember attending, working in, or being the camp evangelist in over 30 camps over the years.

I remember watching over 280 people slain in the Spirit in one service, where as one would fall and touch another The Spirit would knock them out too.

I remember accepting my call to ministry at camp.

I remember seeing devils cast out for the first time in my life.

I remember a guy throwing away his crutches and running after God's healing power touched him. The World Challenge Singers were in ministry that night!

I remember watching the swelling of a BROKEN (NO DOUBT) ankle go down and the ankle come back into form under God's healing touch.

I remember life changing messages and challenges that God used to shape me into what I am today. I am not afraid to say that I am a man of God, seeking God's heart partially because of YOUTH CAMP!!!!

I could go on but the point is that camp, just like anything in life, is what you choose to receive from it.

[Brenda]

What a great testimony panhandler!!!

I was older than the rest of you when I had my experience of camp. I was 25..already married and with 3 children.
But I remember the "glory" of it.
It was a place to me that was set aside, outside of Heavens doors.
A place where God was every where all over the camp grounds. It was evident by hearing people praying and praising God in different places on the camp ground.

I remember the unity, the love. Covered with God's spirit. The services at night. Never experienced anything like it.
Didn't want to leave that place, dreaded it all week long.

The next year my oldest was able to attend for his first time and after that the others as they aged to pee wee or Jr. age.
But I remember somewhat 40 years later of my one and only experience of Senior Camp that year.

[oletimer]

When I was in the COGOP years ago and we had youth camp, the worst thing that happen was shoes super glued to floor, mine, and shaving cream in socks, their. We had fun and enjoyed camp. We had a real good people that loved God and kids. Some of those kids are leaders today in both COGOP and TCOG.

[panhandler]

Surely there were more memories, good and bad, that could be brought up here.

[DaJudge]

Who remembers these songs:

John, John strong and able get your elbows off the table. Round the room, you must run, you must run...

and

WE WANT A COOKS PARADE, WE WANT A COOKS PARADE!

[KBevangelist]

Who remembers these songs:

John, John strong and able get your elbows off the table. Round the room, you must run, you must run...

and

WE WANT A COOKS PARADE, WE WANT A COOKS PARADE!

I remember them VERY well................

KB

[Dr. Ron]

I couldn't write them all in a volumnous tome.

I assure you they are forever a part of my life.

I remember having the tents we were sleeping in blown down by the winds and rains.

I remember my parents making homemade biscuits and gravey for the entire camp every day.I remember washing dishes for all three meals daily to pay my tuition.

I remember 40 guitar players all trying to play lead at the same time....eveyone with his own amp!
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I remember the love of my life kissing me for the first time behind a tree.

I remember after Diane and I married, we took our new born son to camp in Missouri...he (Regie) was 6 weeks old. He loved camp!

I remember the World Challenge Singers working in youth camps all over the country.

I remember singing "Walking the Sea " with my mom and sis in many camps.

I remember my dad making several boys scrub the dining hall with a tooth brush for "discipline".

I remember shaving Ronnie Odom's chest hairs......he was a sound sleeper......and tieing his toes to the bed and tickling his feet with a feather. I remember waking up with a mustache painted on my face.

I remember endless afternoons of softball games......that's all we had ....no swimming or canoeing ....just softball...

I remember no shorts, or slacks for the girls .............

Shall I go on?????

I remember accepting my call to preach at camp and leaving that camp at 16 with Tommy Queener and going to Missouri to preach the rest of the summer.