Dear Friends and Family,
Thank you so much for your prayers and support for my time in Northern Ireland. I am happy to say that both the Holiday Bible School (HBS) and Camp Shamrock went very well. Both did present their fair share of challenges, but God kept reminding me that He wouldn’t have gotten me there if He was not planning to help me through. He definitely used the time to grow me both spiritually and mentally.
The HBS lasted four days, and each day there were roughly 40 kids attending. These kids were between the ages of 5 and 11. My job with this was to shepherd the 7 to 9 year olds between the three “stations”: skits, arts and crafts and workbooks. At those different stations it was my responsibility to help the people running the activity. Probably one of my favorite memories of HBS was getting to help a very ADHD seven year old, named Mathew, by making car noises with him while he worked on his workbook.
Camp Shamrock was an amazing experience and I believe strongly that it was life changing for the kids there, as well as for me. My job there was at it’s base, just serving. I would set out cereal for breakfast in the morning, set the tables for lunch and dinner, help cook (sometimes) and then help to serve the food to the boys. I would, more often than not, eat standing in the kitchen, but I wouldn’t trade the experience of serving there for anything in the world. When I had extra time, I would go to the football pitch to watch the game, or play a game of darts with the kids in the marquee or just take the time to talk to them.
This year we had three baptisms at camp! In the picture to the right you can see my brother, Chai, about to baptize our new brother, Jack. I thank God for getting to see him and the other two, Luke and Ben, be baptized.
I also thank Him and you for the opportunity to go and serve. Though in a way I felt as if I was the one served. See, God showed up to me over and over. He often would show up to remind me of His love through the most challenging kids. Through them He reminded me that His love is everything. I saw in the eyes of some of the campers such desperation for the Father’s love that it tore at my heart, because I knew what they want and I have it. It was freely given to me so, the only appropriate response; I gave it freely to them. I continue to believe and pray that God’s love will invade all of their lives and from there it will penetrate their parent’s heart and one day, their own children’s hearts to change the country of Northern Ireland. I saw and felt God’s love for the country and for those kids. I know that His love will change the country from the one it has been for five hundred year, one of unrest, to one of peace.
It seems such a simple way to put my gratitude, but thank you! Thank you so much for giving me the support and prayers to go to the incredible country of Northern Ireland.
In His love, Chava Green
This is just one of the amazing sights that is in Northern Ireland. The whole landscape of the country sings of God’s glory!