boys week 3 missions camp 2!

I don't believe I will ever forget this last week of camp. It was the week with the most warfare, but also the most victory. After 8 weeks of camp we were all super exhausted. But apart from that, there was an evil suppressing spirit all over the camp. We could all feel it, and it was depressing. There was something that Satan didn't want to happen that week and he was fighting it hard. On Wednesday I finally talked to another one of the guys about about it and he felt the same way I did about it. Now there was also a child in my cabin that had a peculiar spirit about him, and I just can't explain it, he would be so good, and then act like he didn't even hear you, he made up so many stories, and I just had such a burden for him. Then Thursday morning I just had such a burden for that camper (Scott was his name) that I went alone to just pray for him specifically. So great was my desire to see him accept Christ that I just started crying. Which was totally weird for me. Cause I don't claim to be a macho emotionless guy, but I rarely cry. Then I wen to the staff meeting and there we prayed that God would return and fill the camp, to get rid of the evil spirit there. During that prayer time I cried again. The activity that day was amazing though! but that will have to wait for my next post....time for sleep