this week was the 52nd week i’ve spent @camplakestephens . here are a few pics from the entire year of life i’ve spent at this place! TW mentions of SA/death: anyone that knows me knows i love the ministry that is taking place at Camp Lake Stephens. i don’t often go into FULL detail as to why but, my first summer spent at camp was after my dad passed away suddenly. the week i spent here 11 years ago taught me that Jesus truly is a Father to the fatherless. i spent the next few summers maturing in faith as a junior high, 2 week, and LIT camper. i’ve never talked about this publicly but at the end of my fall semester of freshman year, i was sexually assaulted. it stripped me of my sense of self worth and transformed me into a person that i never thought i would be. working as a counselor the summer after that was one of the hardest things i’ve ever done— but it was also the most rewarding. that summer taught me the greatest lesson i’ve ever learned: you can never run too far from the Father’s love. the day MY Savior died on calvary— He looked at my brokenness and knew that i was worth dying for. when He rose— my shame and captivity in sin didn’t get back up with Him. true freedom can only be found in Christ alone. each of us is worth more than we can ever comprehend— and this place has taught me that in so many ways. this summer i’ve been able to serve on program staff as junior counselor coordinator and have so many full-circle moments. i will forever scream hallelujah and thank God for saving me. CLS is the place i can proudly say “here i raise my ebezener.”