On the first day of Good News Camp, my cousins (Popi, Paul JR and Maryanne) and I filled out a form where we had to write down our name, address, school etc. Theresa gave each of us a name tag. There was also 2 other girls who joined in the club and their names were Linlay and Eliza.
Most of the verses we were taught was in the book John. One of the many was:
John chapter 10:11
"I am the good shepard, the good shepard gives his life for the sheep". For me this verse meant Jesus is our shepard, obviously and we are his sheep. Just like a shepard he knows each of our names and can tell which one is which.
Another verse we learnt that day was:
John chapter 6:35
"I am the bread of life, he who comes to me will never hunger".
Here are the rest of the verses we learnt:
John chapter 8:12
"I am the light of the world. He who follows me will never walk in darkness but have the light of life".
John chapter 11:25
"I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he were dead yet shall he live".
That reminds me Theresa told us a story about Jesus raising a man named Lazarus from the dead. In a tomb, Lazarus was wrapped then Jesus yelled out "Lazarus! COME OUT!". As an activity, we were given a toilet paper roll and had to wrap Popi and Paul JR. Maryanne and Paul JR were one team and Popi, Eliza and I were another.
"GO!", in an instant Eliza and I quickly wrapped Popi's head. Carefully going around his nose we wrapped up his body. Popi seemed to get toilet paper in his mouth, pieces of the toilet paper started to tear off. I glanced to Maryanne, her wrapping was perfect! Handing the paper to Eliza she went around his legs, careful not to rip it.
After both boys were wrapped, Theresa gave them instructions of what to do next. She shouted out "Lazarus! Come OUT!". Paul JR and Popi broke out of the paper. That experience was so fun! I would really like to do it again.
Theresa told us a story about a Scottish missionary women named Mary Slessor who went to Africa to teach people the word of God. This story turns out to be true. To read this story yourself here is a link. There was a song that talked about missionarys and it goes like this:
Be a missionary every day! (clap)
Tell the world that Jesus is the way!
When your in the town or country
or the busy avenue!
Africa or Asia, the task is up to YOU!
So, Be a missionary every day! (clap)
Tell the world that Jesus is the way!
The Lord is soon returning
There is no time to lose, so
Be a missionary
God’s own missionary
Be a missionary today!
Let’s GO!!!
On the second day of the camp, we made special bracelets that had different coloured beads. Each coloured bead represented something. Yellow for heaven. Which has streets paved with gold. Black means the sins that have displeased God and Jesus. Red represents the blood that Jesus shed on the cross for our sins. White for Jesus cleansing us from darkness. Last but least is green where we have to grow in God. Meaning we read his word, pray and accept Jesus into our heart.
What I've learnt from this camp is to trust Jesus and have faith in him. Also I've learnt to accept him into my heart, now he will be with me and never leave. Day 3 of the camp was a day at the beach but that's another story. A BIG HUGE THANK YOU TO THERESA!
Most of the verses we were taught was in the book John. One of the many was:
John chapter 10:11
"I am the good shepard, the good shepard gives his life for the sheep". For me this verse meant Jesus is our shepard, obviously and we are his sheep. Just like a shepard he knows each of our names and can tell which one is which.
Another verse we learnt that day was:
John chapter 6:35
"I am the bread of life, he who comes to me will never hunger".
Here are the rest of the verses we learnt:
John chapter 8:12
"I am the light of the world. He who follows me will never walk in darkness but have the light of life".
John chapter 11:25
"I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he were dead yet shall he live".
That reminds me Theresa told us a story about Jesus raising a man named Lazarus from the dead. In a tomb, Lazarus was wrapped then Jesus yelled out "Lazarus! COME OUT!". As an activity, we were given a toilet paper roll and had to wrap Popi and Paul JR. Maryanne and Paul JR were one team and Popi, Eliza and I were another.
"GO!", in an instant Eliza and I quickly wrapped Popi's head. Carefully going around his nose we wrapped up his body. Popi seemed to get toilet paper in his mouth, pieces of the toilet paper started to tear off. I glanced to Maryanne, her wrapping was perfect! Handing the paper to Eliza she went around his legs, careful not to rip it.
After both boys were wrapped, Theresa gave them instructions of what to do next. She shouted out "Lazarus! Come OUT!". Paul JR and Popi broke out of the paper. That experience was so fun! I would really like to do it again.
Theresa told us a story about a Scottish missionary women named Mary Slessor who went to Africa to teach people the word of God. This story turns out to be true. To read this story yourself here is a link. There was a song that talked about missionarys and it goes like this:
Be a missionary every day! (clap)
Tell the world that Jesus is the way!
When your in the town or country
or the busy avenue!
Africa or Asia, the task is up to YOU!
So, Be a missionary every day! (clap)
Tell the world that Jesus is the way!
The Lord is soon returning
There is no time to lose, so
Be a missionary
God’s own missionary
Be a missionary today!
Let’s GO!!!
On the second day of the camp, we made special bracelets that had different coloured beads. Each coloured bead represented something. Yellow for heaven. Which has streets paved with gold. Black means the sins that have displeased God and Jesus. Red represents the blood that Jesus shed on the cross for our sins. White for Jesus cleansing us from darkness. Last but least is green where we have to grow in God. Meaning we read his word, pray and accept Jesus into our heart.
What I've learnt from this camp is to trust Jesus and have faith in him. Also I've learnt to accept him into my heart, now he will be with me and never leave. Day 3 of the camp was a day at the beach but that's another story. A BIG HUGE THANK YOU TO THERESA!
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