{"id":2085,"date":"2019-09-04T20:31:21","date_gmt":"2019-09-04T20:31:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thecampfire.camasmeadows.org\/?p=2085"},"modified":"2020-07-09T16:18:28","modified_gmt":"2020-07-09T16:18:28","slug":"transformed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thecampfire.camasmeadows.org\/?p=2085","title":{"rendered":"Transformed"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Jr. B Camp 2019<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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MAMO, our camp speaker held up a transformer, then another, and another, until five plastic robots of various shapes and sizes cluttered the camp lectern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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How do you teach 1 Corinthians 12 to Junior campers? The very children who relish leaping about during the fast songs, but have such a terrible time sitting still during chapel?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Yep, these are the campers whose cabin discussion went much better, “After we confiscated the whoopie cushion.” Delightful and full-of-energy youngsters whose attempt to learn Biblical things was described by one of the staff as: “A lot of yelling and chasing each other around with toothbrushes!” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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How exactly does one show these little ones that they are greatly loved by their Creator and designed with a purpose?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As a mother of seven, MAMO was not daunted by such a task. Before camp began, she prayed, watched, listened, and ordered a fabulous collection of transformers online that she had no idea how to put together!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Wahoo! The box arrived just before camp began. A colorful collection of teeny weeny plastic limbs, wheels, and befuddling bits that could have been a rocket launcher … but might also be a robotic elbow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And so MAMO vamoosed unto camp, deeply hoping that faith was indeed the evidence of things unseen. For though the shiny sheet of directions that had accompanied her purchase declared her collection of colorful bits to be five mighty robots which when combined would form a single incredible robotic masterpiece of giant proportions, she saw nothing of the sort within the box that she held in her hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And so camp began! Crazy meadow games, wild worship, and an even wilder game of croquet at Lake Chelan. Yes, croquet can be rambunctious indeed! Who would have known?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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MAMO jumped into the sessions, not knowing what would transpire if her amazing metaphor concerning “the body of Christ” turned out to be beyond the skill-level of all the counsel staff and campers combined.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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While the five plastic robots toured the camp, going from cabin to cabin in a search for one who understood how exactly they were intended to combine, the chapel sessions continued. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She held up a simple but beautiful ceramic pot. Broken, but repaired by the Japanese art of Kintsugi. The art of using precious metals to transform something that was broken into a thing of beauty, even more valuable than it was before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You are not an accident.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You are a masterpiece.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The pure, unadulterated fun and rampant joy of camp roared along between chapel sessions. Night games in the forest, starlight hikes, paintball, and horseback riding galore. Amidst all this, those plastic robots made their way through camp, from cabin to cabin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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In the middle of the week we received an unexpected blessing. Like Gandalf the Gray appearing at the Battle of Helm’s Deep, Falkor arrived mid-week to assist Zooboomafoo with his cabin of ten boys who were more often eleven since they’d welcomed the camp nurse’s young son as their official mascot!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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At the campfire, children described conquering their fears when they came to camp for the very first time. Themes that showed up around the flickering fire again and again where words about finding a family, a home, and courage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Finally, the chapel session arrived that required five completed robots, combined into one, just like the body of Christ … this epic creation was no closer to completion than before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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So MAMO handed those tricky robots to her daughter and my youngest son, then she stood at the front of the room, behind the old wooden pulpit. As two determined children squinted at directions and sorted through plastic pieces, she began to speak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You are not an accident.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You are a masterpiece.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The session came to its conclusion. MAMO glanced toward the back where the two campers worked feverishly. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Were they done? Was it even possible? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Just let us put on the head!” The two campers seized the aforementioned piece, shoved it in place, and rushed the completed robot up to the front.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Five robots in one, combined to make a giant. Seemingly impossible to construct, nonetheless there he stood, just as the box had promised!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Not an accident, a masterpiece.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Designed with a purpose. Just like each and every camper who gazed up at the camp speaker while she held the robot high.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

1 Corinthians 12:27<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Boo Boo<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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