The school visits themselves were kind of difficult. The students were receptive, but hesitant. It is hard to judge Slovak interpretations. Sometimes they look so disinterested, but come to find out, they loved every second of it. I also think that this being my first city, it was just awkward to stand up in front of a class and promote a camp... but with time, it became easier --- and more fun, really!
The best part of the entire week was hanging out with the youth group. They took us in as family and treated us like brothers and sisters. They had a special bond fire night and we could look out over God's creation. We watched the sun set and it was so majestic. The most memorable and touching part for me was when someone pulled out a guitar and started singing. They sang in Slovak, and we sang in English. The mixture of the two languages just singing out to Jesus, worshipping Him, and lifting His name up... intoxicating. I didn't want the night to end.
I actually go to this camp next, so we will see how it goes!!
Stay tuned,
xx
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