It started a few weeks ago, when we asked Rebecca’s parents if they would like her to go to the senior youth camp here in Arizona. Yes, they would like that, so church people pitched in and helped with her tuition, her mother began getting appropriate clothes together, we made phone calls and got all the paper work started. We
decided early on it would be a good thing if she had a friend to go with her, so we called Andrew and Shawnna to see if Chloe could go also. She could, so we met in Yuma which is half way between Lake Havasu and San Diego, spent a couple of hours with all of them at Cracker Barrel, and brought Chloe home with us.
On last Monday, we drove the 350 miles to Camp Shadow Pines…where on the first night, Rebecca received the Holy Ghost! and where the girls had a tremendous time. We had heard of the mud-pit from Zac, and Rebecca and Chloe said, “We’re not going into that,” but when we visited the camp on Thursday afternoon, one of the first sights we saw was Rebecca, soaking well, having recently emerged from the pit and having been hosed off.