"I enjoy it."

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Reflections on AIM 2008

Where do I even begin.
How do I even start to wrap my mind around the last 2 weeks of Assistants in Mission.
It's going to be impossible to blog this without tears streaming down my face.

But it's worth it.

For those who don't know what AIM is, it's a 2 week discipleship camp for high school students. We work with the staff at Calvin Crest, grow as a team, live in community and deepen our relationship with God. It's intense. It's deep. It's nothing like I've ever experienced, and I'm so glad I did.

Starting July 12th, and going through today, July 26th I was apart of the Assistants in Mission Team, Week 5/6. 15 other high school students and I made started our journey together and meanwhile, build friendships that are never going to end.

Josh, Sarah, Steven, Jess, Jon, Kellie, Ben, Rebs, Meghan, Courtney, Nathan, Mackenzie, Brian, Sierra, Ryan and myself, made up AIM 5/6. These are some of the most amazing and outstanding people I have ever met. God called me up to AIM for a reason, and I'm so happy he called the rest of the team too.

Not to mention our fearless leaders, BP, Seth, and Carrie. Again, the ways that they introduced topics and lead discussions with us really hit me hard. I don't think there was anyone else who could have done a better job than these 3.

I not going to lie. I was a little nervous entering AIM. I didn't think I was going to know anybody, but God does work in mysterious ways and even though I did end up AIMing with people I did know, I was blessed to meet others who are just as amazing.

God is working in me. And maybe it's not just because I went to AIM and pretty had the best time of my life, but because I feel different coming home. I feel more prepared to face the challenges the world is going to throw at me. I see the world a little differently now. A little more, in depth...if you will.

Everything that happened at AIM was God's work. Whether it be small, medium, or large. (Or Tall, Grande or Venti, for all you Starbucks fans.) I love every single person I was blessed enough to meet, talk to, get to know, and live with. The funny moments, memories that make me laugh, and times when we cried together are close to my heart.

It's not easy saying good bye.

It's not easy to leave the mountain either.

And it's most difficult to come back home.
Which is why I hope God calls me back up to the mountain as a counselor.

If it's his will. It'll be done.

And not? Well...this summer has been amazing either way.

"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened"

Respectfully submitted,