Can I see that moonwalk again? Tonight was a night of living in the past: leggings, side ponytails, muscle shirts, and plastic glasses. Living it up like it was 1985 was how we spent the evening. Kids and leaders alike came to club dressed up in their 80’s best, and the winner won a scholarship of fifty bucks off of summer camp. It was a close call at the end, but the cheers ruled in Sol, a yellow tight-wearing sophomore. Camp trainers, Manuel and Labor, joined the group in leading kids through camp preparation, manual labor, and training activities: a bubble wrap sumo wresting competition as well as an outwit and outsmart psychological riddle. There was a muddle of uproarious laughter and eardrum thumping, bubble wrap popping, pandemonium.
Corey closed out the night sharing about sin and that we daily have the choice as to whether or not we want to choose God. Daily we each hear the voice of the serpent and it is up to us to choose God or to choose that which leads to death. When Adam and Eve were turned out of the Garden of Eden, we were too, but God has a Plan to bring restoration. We have hope!
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