Faith

This week was different than any of my other weeks of Camp. Different, but not in a bad way, in a good way. A Great Way! This week was my first time working in Camp Lions Den, a camp for children with visual impairments. I was very worried and honestly upset; I did not know why Camp or God or anyone had put me there. 
My feelings quickly began to change on Sunday. Matthew 9:27-31 was read to us at our pre-campers-arrival meeting. As the Holy Spirit always does, He came into the space and filled it with love and set the tone for the rest of the week.

 As Jesus went on from there, two blind men followed him, calling out, “Have mercy on us, Son of David!”
When he had gone indoors, the blind men came to him, and he asked them, “Do you believe that I am able to do this?”
“Yes, Lord,” they replied.
 Then he touched their eyes and said, “According to your faith let it be done to you”; and their sight was restored. Jesus warned them sternly, “See that no one knows about this.” But they went out and spread the news about him all over that region.

The two men in the passage had extreme faith, a faith that I have a hard time comprehending. How can someone just go up to another and ask to be healed? But that is what we are called to do. We are called to trust in a Lord that we can not physically see.
This week I saw this kind of faith first hand. My campers had faith in me that I would lead them in the right direction and keep them safe when they could not see the path before them. They had faith in their peers that they were being truthful about colors or if their outfit was cute. They had faith and trust in the world that everything would be ok. I learned so much from them. They are so strong and not afraid to be themselves because they trust the world will accept them. My new friends are truly extraordinary but not for their impairments, for their strengths.
I hope to have the amount of faith in God that they have in every aspect of their life, a faith that can move mountains.