No, it wasn’t juvie.
It was Lakeside Bible Camp on Whidbey Island and this is a camp like no other. (if you ask me)
And I can say that because I have been to one other summer camp in my life. I don’t remember the name of that camp, it was somewhere in Alaska (I lived there until I was 9). I vividly remember the night I fell out of the top bunk and landed on the counselors HIGH HEEL SHOES. Seriously folks. Who brings HIGH HEELS to summer camp?
Now back to Lakeside, or LBC as it will lovingly be called from here on out.
There was so many fun things to do, lot’s of people to be around (including boys) and it was away from home! I’m not positive how I actually ended up at LBC in the first place, because it was quite likely way out of the family budget for me to go. I’m pretty sure someone else outside of my family paid for me to go and I am very strong in my suspicions of who that was. At any rate, LBC was where I belonged. I started with junior high summer camp and retreats in the winter and by the time I was in High School I was going to high school camp for a week, TCL (Training in Christian Leadership) for a four weeks, and working as a counselor one or two other weeks each summer. TCL was the most impactful program for me at LBC. It was only open by application with two letters of recommendation to 24 (12 girls and 12 boys) high schoolers per session, with two sessions per summer. And guess what TCL’ers did? We worked. Seriously, it cost $100 dollars to participate in TCL and we went for the month and worked. We served the other campers that were there for their camp sessions. We served meals, did dishes, cleaned toilets and showers daily, did full cabin cleaning after each camp left, and each TCL program worked on a major camp improvement project. To this day, if you go to Lakeside, you quite likely can find my name along with the names of the other TCL’ers carved into the baseball backstop, the soccer goals, the fence around the dumpsters and the boat dock.
That’s me, circa 1990, with a very dear friend, Mrs. Trudy, who came to visit me for Family Day.
This is the place that I discovered God’s amazing love for me. I had grown up going to church and Sunday School, but it was only at LBC that I learned that God’s Word was applicable to MY life, not just a good book that you carried to Sunday school each week and that God desired a personal relationship with me.
She wasn’t even born when I was going to LBC!
Come next summer you can bet that I will be making the four hour drive to deliver my son to LBC for a week of “smelly boy camp”!
I can’t wait………