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lauren metz

senior counselor

This summer I had the opportunity to come back as senior counselor. I missed the first two camps because I was in Colombia on a mission trip and jumped straight into the third camp the day after I got back. After the third camp ended, I sat back in a daze. I voiced to my dear friend that I felt “dry” and as if my soul lacked “nourishment.” I had not stopped and my soul had grown weary. I compared how I felt to a dry waste land; a land that was barren. As I talked with my friend, we sat on the dining room porch and watched a thunderstorm roll in. There was a light sprinkle at first but was quickly followed by a heavy downpour of rain. I needed to grab something from my cabin and I knew I was going to end up getting wet anyways, so I put down my backpack and rain into the heavy rain. It was a physical AND spiritual walk in the rain. I ran and danced and twirled. My skin and soul soaked up the rain and the dry land felt nourishment again. I ran to a few other cabins and invited others to join me. Six of us ran around and found every stream flowing off the roofs; we fellowshipped in the nourishment from the Lord.

The Father taught me two lessons.  First, the rain reminded me that in my weariness and dryness, he provided nourishment and exactly what I needed. He cares for His children and pours himself lavishly. Job 5:8-10 says “As for me, I would seek God, and to God would I commit my cause, who does great things and unsearchable marvelous things without number: He gives rain on the earth and sends waters on the field.” Our God is a faithful provider. Secondly, I was able to invite others and show a glimpse of who God is. We were created for relationships and there is no greater pleasure that enjoying God’s gifts with others.

I walked into the next camp with a fresh reminder of who God is. The lyrics of the song Satisfied in You based on Psalm 42 has helped to remind me of this truth:

“As a deer pants for water, so my soul thirsts for you,

And when I survey Your splendor, You so faithfully renew

Like a bed of rest for my fainting flesh.”