Camp Blessing

This past week I've been at a Christian youth camp called Camp Blessing in Northern Ohio.  The week was a life-changing one for me and for the other 200 campers in attendance.  First thing when I walked in, they pointed to a box full of cell phones and told me to add mine to the collection, second thing I got stung and found that I was allergic to bees on a campus without a camp nurse, then 90+ degree temps and 65% humidity without air conditioning anywhere on the campground, and yet it was the most enlightening and wonderful five days of my life.  Under the circumstances outlined above, 8 hours from home with a group of people I wasn't close to, and missing my comfort zone, I hated the first two days and in the midst of my complaints, God asked me, "Can you not give me five days of your time?"  And I broke.  So many times we are distracted and are satisfied with living our own lives and keeping God on the sideline when He wants more than anything to have a relationship with us.  That night in service God showed Himself to me in a way I've never felt.  He embraced me and showed me the depth and fullness of His love in a supernatural way.  And as I was praising Him, He filled me with the Holy Spirit, I began praising Him in other tongues.  I can't explain it, I don't understand it, all I know is that when I ran out of names to describe His beauty, my own language failed me and the same thing that happened in the Upper Room in the book of Acts happened that night in the tabernacle.  It sounds crazy, but I'm here to tell you Pentecost is real and still alive today.  I'm a living example.