FAMILY CAMP/FUN/VACATION
My Daughter Was Hanging By One Arm to the Broken Swinging Bridge
Her biggest concern was she had to pee!
In the early 80s, I was living alone with my three young daughters and working as a nurse in the neuro unit of a hospital.
One evening at work, another nurse took me aside. She said she was concerned about me. I looked very sad lately.
I told her I was getting a divorce, and life seemed very confusing.
She said, “Did you know the answers to everything you need are in the Bible”?
No, I did not. I grew up Catholic, and we had not used the Bible very much.
She encouraged me to attend a Bible fellowship with her at someone’s home where I could learn more. I went and was thrilled to find I loved it.
It was a large worldwide ministry, and they had a children’s group to include my daughters.
Among all the wonderful activities offered, the ministry ran a beautiful family camp in the mountains of Gunnison, Colorado.
I had two part-time jobs and only a little extra money, but I decided I was going to take my girls to that camp.
