Throughout my time as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints I have had the opportunity of serving in many different capacities. I have served as a full-time missionary in Spain. In my singles ward I have taught relief society, been in the relief society presidency, headed up family history work, and worked with music. Right now in our small, but strong, family ward I have been called to work in the primary with the 10-12 year olds. They are so sweet and there is a special spirit of innocence and purity that can be felt in primary that cannot be found anywhere else in the world. I am also helping the enrichment committee in my ward right now. I love working with the young mothers and older sisters and building those bonds of friendship. However, there is something different about being called to work with the youth. At the beginning of July I was asked if I would step in on short notice and go to girls camp for a week. Even though the thought of sleeping in a tent for 6 nights and sharing a bathroom with eighty other girls made me cringe a little, I could not pass up the chance. I always feel such a spirit of urgency and immense love when working with teenagers. It's as if the Lord worries about them a little bit more than the rest of us and wants them to know how much he loves them.
We set up camp at beautiful Rucker Lake, near Tahoe. We had a wonderful group of girls that were always positive, willing to help with anything, and friendly to everyone. The Stake did it up right and offered the girls fishing, canoeing, swimming, archery, BB gun shooting, crafts, 3 catered meals a day, hiking, singing, a talent show, and even a dance. We couldn't have asked for better more caring leadership than those that organized everything for the girls. Our ward were all first and second-year girls and so they were still very new and very excited about being at girls camp and making new friends. After meeting them at the first few camp activities, I thought that my job was going to be easy. Well, of course, the Lord always likes to throw in those obstacles and challenges and you definitely can't have a bunch of teenage girls without having some challenges, right?
Casey and Ashley.
They were the 5th year girls assigned to stay with out ward, learn some leadership skills, and help out with our girls. Now as soon as I saw them roll up to our campsite with their pink luggage, giant sunglasses, skinny jeans, and Abercrombie jackets I knew we were in for a treat.
They did not want to be at camp and they were sure to let us all know about it. They had just gotten back from spending 3 weeks in Europe and coming to girls camp afterwards was the deal that Ashley(right) had made with her dad. Her friend Casey, surprisingly was a non-member, but had been coming to girls camp for the past 3 years. Without going into a lot of dramatic details, we all struggled for the first 3 or 4 days to get along and work together. However, I knew that it was even more important for those two girls to be at girls camp than maybe anyone else. I often had to remind myself that "Love one Another" didn't just mean loving those that were easy to love. Luckily I was able to relate to them and work with them enough that by the end of the week we were all sad to see each other leave.
S-T-A-N-D...Stay True and Never Doubt was the theme for girls camp this year. I don't think I realized just how hard it would be to live that statement until I met girls trying to grow up in Northern California. Testimony meeting brought tearful confessions of just how hard it is to leave girls camp and go back to broken homes, groups of friends that don't even believe in god, and dealing with schools/communities that push homosexuality in their faces. Growing up and going to girls camp in Utah was great, but I feel like perhaps I took it for granted. I had good people surrounding me my entire life, but I have never felt an intensity of spirit like I have at this girls camp. These girls are way beyond the point of us as leaders telling them to go home and just be good examples to their family and friends. They have to literally take a stand for what is right and that requires a testimony and courage equal to that of the young Joseph Smith.
So to answer Cathy's question, why did I decided to become a teacher? Because I feel Heavenly Father pushing me to reach out the youth. Be it middle school, junior high, high school, seminary, juvenile detention, special ed, Upward Bound(where I fell in love with my husband who loves working with teens), or girls camp, the Lord desperately wants them to know not only of his love for them, but he wants them to remember how strong they are, strong enough to stay true and never doubt.
3 comments:
that was such a beautifully written and inspiring post! you have a gift, my friend.
i don't think i could have been as kind to those girls. i would have instantly become defensive with them, and not opened my heart. that was one of the reasons i didn't think i could handle teaching...one of the many.
Joie, I understand completely! I too feel the call to serve the youth. I wasn't raised in California or Utah but I know that the youth need good stong examples to guide them everywhere.
Sounds like you had a great experience. I miss those girls camp days back in Florida, even though it was as hot as heck.
Teaching youth it a great calling, I just wished they weren't so sassy!
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