This summer has really been pretty incredible in terms of feeling that God has me right where he wants me. If you would have asked me around April time, I would have said I wasn’t planning on the World Race, and I wasn’t interested in any of the three jobs that I had this summer. In retrospect however, as soon as I decided to go on the Race, God gave me peace about my decision. And although my days seem to be jammed packed, each one of my jobs has been completely different from the others and I freakin love each of them. Let me go into detail about one of them…
Job number 1
Dan the Guitar Man
For most the summer I have been playing guitar at a Jewish summer camp called camp Bernie. The camp is pretty incredible. Everyday between 150 to 200 kids would come and do different activities throughout the day. My job was simply to play guitar for an hour each morning. For the first 40 minutes or so I would just hang out with the kids and let them play my guitar or scream into my tuner. I love kids… I think they are hilarious… I don’t think I went a single day without laughing at something one of them would say to me. So after I played with them for a while all the kids would gather together in one big group and I would play my guitar and try to get them to sing with me. Some days it was kinda awkward but most days it was sweet. I love kids… they will sing songs without having any clue as to what they are singing about. So although I could not play Jesus songs for the kids… I could play God songs. And although the song “This Little Light of Mine” is about being the light of Jesus, it never says his name. So little did the Jewish kids know, they were singing songs about the savior. By the end of camp we had sung everything from Johnny Cash’s Ring of Fire to the Weenie Man song. Hand motions were a must most the time so I found that lots of the time I would be making up hand motions on the fly for some of the songs that had absolutely nothing to do with the song. I love kids… you can get them to do anything…
I had a conversation once with one of my friends about how amazing it is that God created us in his own image, and then gave us the ability to create kids in our image. Everyday when I got to camp, it seemed that a different boy or girl would have me rolling on the floor… yet they are so different from each other. It got wondering what their parents were like… and then what their parents were like. Everyone can contribute something incredible to the world. Yet they will go about it in completely different ways, impacting completely different people, changing the world in their own unique way. I hope this Race will help me to find out what God has created me for. We are told that we will do things as Jesus did them, and then we are told that we will do even greater things. I think I have ideas, but I want to know what God thinks. How has he designed me? What has he created me for?
