Hope Swanson
It was the first week of the summer. I was paired up with another counselor to do 7th-9th grade confirmation camps, and those girls were so great! So full of energy and a love to know and praise God. We easily became a very close family. And as we were walking back from morning worship, this camper that I grew close to grabs my hand and says to me, “Can we talk sometime? I trust you, and so I thought maybe we could talk.” As soon as she said, “I trust you,” I froze and thought to myself, “She trusts me, like actually trusts me.” Of course, I told her that we could talk about anything and that I was here for her.
Flameo, hotman!
It was the first week of the summer. I was paired up with another counselor to do 7th-9th grade confirmation camps, and those girls were so great! So full of energy and a love to know and praise God. We easily became a very close family. And as we were walking back from morning worship, this camper that I grew close to grabs my hand and says to me, “Can we talk sometime? I trust you, and so I thought maybe we could talk.” As soon as she said, “I trust you,” I froze and thought to myself, “She trusts me, like actually trusts me.” Of course, I told her that we could talk about anything and that I was here for her.
Flameo, hotman!