I wiped the sweat from my forehead as I stared at the mess that would be my tent. It was an easy task, but still frustrating. I knew I always have trouble with tents, but I always thought I would get it right every time we set up camp. And, I almost always needed to add at least two extra people to help my friend and me. Eventually, we would get it set up, and I could then take it from there.
This became a pattern throughout the Camporee. I would want to do or get something, like an honor or pin, and would have no idea where to get whatever it was. So, logically, I would ask for help. Every day, it would be a different situation, and sometimes it would be within my own club. For example, my club went to a food bank to do community service. I went to use the bathroom, and, unfortunately, they explained what we would be doing right after I left. When I returned, everyone was preparing to work. Confused, I walked up to my dad and (surprise!) asked for help.
In life, we are going to need help. We may think we can do anything, and we can, but in order to get there, we need help. God has chosen each and every one of us to be a part of His army to fight against the devil and his forces of darkness, but once in a while we get knocked down. We lose faith, we doubt God and sin against Him. Whenever we get to that point, it’s okay to ask for His help to get back up again and keep fighting. We can ask for His help with anything we need. He’ll listen. He’ll help in one way or another. All we have to do is ask.
Southern Union | October 2019