Being a workstaff counselor is quite difficult. That is not to say it is more difficult than any other position, but being both means that at any moment you could be called into action. As a counselor, and likewise, if the circumstances change, you could find yourself back on workstaff. I found myself in the midst of exactly that in Kids Camp B. As soon as I saw our Assistant Program Coordinator, Tucker, approaching me with a somewhat anxious look on his face, I knew what he was about to tell me. To be perfectly frank, I was not happy. I’d been expecting to be on workstaff that week, so to find myself suddenly a counselor was a little irritating. I had not prepared the Bible Study, and I did not know the team schedule. Heck, I did not even know my kids’ names. But if I had prepared and had known I would be a counselor that week, and then I would have felt everything that happened that week was because of me. The truth is that as soon as Tucker told me I would be starting as a counselor in Cabin 20 on the second night of camp, I said, “Holy Spirit, you got this.” And let me tell you, He did. Despite starting a day behind, the campers welcomed me as their counselor. There was ample time to prepare for the Bible Study. At “LFR After Dark”, the kids (most in tears) really opened up, eager to listen to what was to be said, and to understand what they were experiencing. And, of course, there were the one-on-ones. It did not matter that I had a whole cabin to do with one less day than anticipated; the kids were easy to find and genuinely excited to get to spend time talking. The best part is that, counterintuitive though it seems, my exhaustion evaporated more and more with each one-on-one. That is not to say it did not return later with a vengeance, but when I needed it most, God gave me the energy necessary to do His will.