Cry of the Stars

It was the typical cold October afternoon;
the winds were whirling about the streets while upsetting everything that came across their path,
the bitter brisk air turning quite a few noses red,
and the sun well hidden behind a vast sky of ominous dark clouds.
Yes, it almost seemed like the perfectly glum day.
All the young Mama’s and their babies hurrying along the cold pavement to get supper started,
and the young gentlemen sulking about coming home from the tedious workplace,
the shopkeepers sitting idly imagining costumers,
while the pigeons scattered throughout the town scavenging for a nice crumb or two to feed the family.

Fall is coming, I can feel it in the air,

though the musty breezes set a proxy

But yet the truth we must face,

for where is the good in not accepting the fact?

The Summer of Larks has come to an end

School will begin shortly,

all the knowledge we had forgotten will be gained again,

and hopefully more learned.

Teachers, schedules, classes, grades, assignments, papers, tests, studying...

Summer's start seem but only a week ago,

Autumn has crept up ever so quietly

Throwing frisbees, playing Stand, whacking birdies
Punching volleyballs, performing skits
Competing against each other, losing points, gaining points
Hiking, memorizing
Winning
Losing
So this, you say, this is Youthcamp?
Well, yes, we answer, but no--
This is only half, a quarter, an eighth.
No--
Worshiping passionately, praying fervently
Meaningful discussions, wonderful devotions, powerful messages,
The Holy Spirit moving like a colossal wave,
Breaking open hearts of stone
Flowing through the cracks and
Turning them to hearts of flesh
People--teens, children, parents--on their knees
Row after row, confessing sins, weeping for joy
Jesus Christ, the perfect One, has died for them,
Their sins forgiven, washed away!
People--teens, children, parents--
Saved, all by God's infinite mercy
This, we say,
This is Youthcamp.

Let us celebrate!
The blue team has conquered
Sadly, the lime team has not :(
It was a run for it's money
The Black just down 1,000 points

[Authors note: sorry lime team! better luck next year :P]

Two of the members

Of this blog are going

To Youthcamp YAY!

Trapped in the dark cage

enslaved for only mere songs

brass bars lock me in

Vacation is a time too lay back and relax.

A time too unwind and enjoy

The sights & sounds.

Just the time too kick back and relax.

:P

[Authors note: just relax!]