Every year with my church the youth group goes to a camp called Passport
for a week during the summer. Almost every year it changes locations, yet every
year it feels like going to a second home. I can’t begin to describe the love
that everyone has for each other there. Two years we were doing our mission project
for the week and every day we went to the Atlanta Boys and Girls Club, which is
basically an afterschool program for children and teens. Our job was simply to
play with the children and show them kindness and love. And I thought I was
going to show them that, but they showed it to me. They could’ve played all day
if they could and as soon as we walked in the door they would just come up to
you and grab your hand, literally, and start dragging you to go play a game.
I met a 6-year-old boy named Denim. He made the whole experience
worth it to me. He became attached to me and wouldn’t do anything without me
for the whole week to the point where his mom had to come in to meet me one day
because he had been talking about me. I learned so much from him. He taught me
how to care for people without knowing anything about them or being like them and
how to show kindness to everyone.
It made me realize that I want to do something with my life
that impacts other people. I want to show people love and kindness.
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