Over the summer I went to a mission camp with Bre, and a few other friends. The last day of this mission trip I felt God with me, more then I think I ever have before. We were at the closing ceremony and Bre and I were next to each other. We started singing our songs, and we said a prayer. During the prayer we held hands with the people next to us. The whole room did it. After we prayed I herd Bre sniffle a little. I thought absolutely nothing of it. We started another song. Bre reached his hand out for mine, and of course I held it. I felt like I was going to cry. I felt like God was there with me, almost telling me it was ok to cry. I squeezed Bre's hand. He squeezed it back. I sniffled a little and tried to hold back the tears. I looked up at Bre and saw him with tears running down his face. I broke down. Everything I had been holding back that week came out. Bre let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around me. I rubbed his back, and he rubbed mine. I felt God that whole week, but somehow I was overwhelmed with his glory. I was over whelmed by the presence he had in that room. Another reason I think I broke down was because that was the last youth trip I will ever have with Bre. I know that God has a plan for him and for me, but it's hard to see the plan before it happens. I felt God then, and I feel him as I write this blog post. I know I'll look back on this in a few years and probably cry. It's important to share.
God puts people into our lives for reasons that we don't know when they come to us. Bre was put into my life to strengthen my faith. As was Ray. Both of them have strengthened my faith so much more then I could have ever imagined. I love them both so much, and am so thankful for them. I hope each and everyone has some one like Bre or Ray in your lives. No matter what faith you are.
Your sister in Christ,
Cameron-Elizabeth
Your sister in Christ,
Cameron-Elizabeth
