Knowing what this camp had brought to me when I first went 10 years ago, and then seeing and hearing how others were just as touched and inspired as I was, it makes me feel happier beyond words.
But yet, a tinge of sadness still lives in me. The years have been hard on me, and I feel that I have started to lose some of what I had gained. I feel tired, wounded, and almost hopeless. That night I was there, I realized that I could only ask for one thing...
Father, take me home.

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