I went to a camp last week. It was a place I had no desire to go to. The person in charge left my mom a voicemail inviting me to the camp. I was happy when I heard it and decided to go but there was no room left. Eventually I got over it, that was until I was told there was a spot open again. I ended up going with a full scholarship.
I felt so much anxiety when I arrived but by the last night of camp I could not hold the tears in. This was a church camp and that was the night I decided to recommit my life to Jesus. Our pastor had told us he believed God was going to do something very powerful and I believed him but I had doubt. Half way through my preacher preaching I started to cry. Then my pastor told people to stand up if they accepted Jesus for the first time to stand up. Then he told us to stand up if we were recomitting our life to Jesus and I was one out of the ten to stand. I cried so hard.
God is more powerful than I realized. He is so powerful that I couldn't hold back my tears.