Well, here we are, back at Beulah. The place looks much the same…there have been a few improvements since last year and a couple of trees are missing from an ice storm last winter. I have seen some familiar faces since we arrived on Sunday: some are students, some are adults. I have been asked more than once if I remembered someone from previous years…mostly by campers that I have tried to forget! There are new faces here too. It is always a joy to meet new people at Beulah. They usually have a look of bewilderment on their faces as they try to figure out the appeal of this place. Beulah is both unusual and exceptional at the same time. Some campers come looking for the usual summer church camp stuff and much of it is not here. Other campers come just to get away from stuff at home. But it seems everyone comes back to Beulah because it is holy ground. There is something about this place that can only be described as sacred. The Tabernacle, the cinderblock cabins, the dining hall, the ball field…all of them are sacred. If you’ve never been to Beulah, it’s kind of hard to imagine. If you have, even if it was 40, 50, 60 years ago or longer, you know what I am speaking of. This place is saturated with the presence of God’s Holy Spirit, and the signs that greet us say it best, “We are standing on Holy Ground.”
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You, the campers, the staff and the sponsors (especially 2 of them) will be in my prayers this week. I pray that lives will be touched and young people will turn to God and maybe avoid some the the poor decisions we sometimes make. It's been many many years ago that I attended church camp, but it left a lasting impression.
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