But I hesitated. It was a big step, and I knew it. I looked around for clues as to what I should do. I saw Hannah, a faithful and sweet friend to my right, closing her eyes in prayer. She had already made this decision, I realized.
I saw Jesus, too. It didn’t matter that it was a camp counselor in a white robe. His face was softly glowing in the firelight, his hands and feet marked by the scars of the cross. His hands were open, waiting for an embrace.
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?”
I knew that the culmination of my time at camp, all the singing, swimming, crafts, skits, and games, was this very moment. But suddenly I could also see that the culmination of my entire twelve years had also led me here. God had always been my friend. But Jesus had never been my own.
And there He stood in the flesh, asking me to let Him in.
Slowly, and much later than the other campers, I stood. I saw Hannah’s expression turn from serious to joyful as I walked forward and joined the circle.
It was my first true step, taken on my own, in this walk of faith that I’m now on, and I’ll never forget it.
If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.
I’m so thankful that I accepted that gift. It’s hard for me to put into words how much it means to me.
If you’re a believer, too, I hope you have a wonderful day celebrating this Easter! I also hope I can encourage you along your journey.
If you’re sitting on the sand, wondering if you should take a step forward and join the circle, the decision is up to you. Jesus is here, waiting for the answer.
The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.”