This year will be a hard year, but a rewarding year for the South Carolina Gallaghers. Our journey over the years has taken us to many places to meet many of our worldwide spiritual family. The time we have spent at West Virginia Christian Youth Camp (WVCYC) has been well spent. The relationships made are only trumped by the new relationships made during the week because of the choice of some to be baptized into Christ.
We rejoice as our hearts have been extended to brothers and sisters throughout the country because of one small camp in West Virginia. However, our hearts are saddened this year because we will end our journey at WVCYC. For me my journey started in 1986 when I first traveled up the gravel road to the Richie County 4-H camp we were using. From the 4-H camp to their own acreage of land down a paved road, the camp has come a long way physically, but the spiritual reach of this small camp extends beyond anyone’s imagination.
The influence of WVCYC has extended beyond the small paved road leading to its gate and reached lives throughout the world. I can personally say, “Without WVCYC, I would not be where I am today.” The teachings of the gospel of Christ consistently over the many years has helped young men and young women to reach for their potential in Christ. The teachings are not only deep in thought, but practical as well.
The greatest part of camp for many is a simple one hour space of time sitting on a hard wooden bench next to people you just met and raising our voices to God in song. It is a little place we call campfire. Normally, each Friday night many tears are shed around this spot because the week is coming to an end. Over the past two years ai shed tears every night while listening and singing to the Father but being able to hear my two daughters lift their small, high voices beyond the trees and have them enter the throne room of Heaven. I will miss that, but I rejoice I have heard them.
I will miss camp, but I am glad I have had the continually opportunity to be there.
To my friends of forever I will not see this year, each of you are in our prayers. Your smiles, laughter and pictures flood our minds with hope to meet together again one day. We look forward to sitting in heaven singing those songs which brought smiles and joy, but singing them in the eternal place of joy one day.
Thanks for being a part of our lives, but more so, thanks for being a part of my children’s lives. They are touched and changed because of each on of you. In deepest appreciation, thanks!