Sunday, December 12, 2010

Camp Tejas

This past weekend we went with our home team group to Camp Tejas Lights of Tejas in Giddings. We had such a great time riding the hay ride, bouncing in the bounce houses and Matt even road a zip line for the first time.

This Camp holds a special place in my heart. I didn't come to know the Lord until I headed off to college at the age of 18. However, I can remember the hand of the Lord on me throughout my entire upbringing. When life was hard at home and my parents were going through various struggles the Lord would always bring people in our lives to take care of us and show us HIS Love. 

When my parents divorced and my Dad took care of us we would go to the local Baptist Church after school program. They also had a free meal on Wednesday nights followed by a youth service. Being that my Dad burnt toast we weren't going to miss out on that free meal and because of that my sister attended the youth program. When summer came around the youth group was going to Camp and invited my sister and I to join. 

I don't remember much but I recall signing pretty songs, being around sweet people and writing in a journal. I remember there was a different feel to the whole experience. 

Fast Forward 13 years

I'm in college and part of a church family in College Station. Our church is taking a retreat at a Camp  in Giddings. I don't do any research or ask any questions,I just show up late that night with way too much caffeine in my system. I try to go to sleep but I'm all jumpy so I decide to go for a late night run. I start running through the back-roads of the camp and then head to the old phase of the camp and things start to look familiar. I kept running and ended up at an old cabin, a cabin I remember staying in 13 years ago, the only time I had ever been to camp. 

I looked up at the sky and all I saw was beauty. I bust out into tears as I realized the Lords love for me and how he had pursued me my whole life. He showed me that through all those years of pain and loneliness he was there with me all along and now he brought me back to the very spot I had been 13 years ago when I was a child. He didn't have to do that, but he did. He wanted to show me that even when I don't realize it he is always with me and loves me. 

So five years later from that moment I get to go back again to the Camp this time with a loving and Godly husband, a precious 19 month old daughter and a sweet little baby boy growing in my belly. I praise him! He blesses me more than I deserve.



  1. beautiful, beautiful. He is good. I love Arabelle's smile coming down the slide!

  2. I remember that run! It's funny, I had forgotten all about it, but as I read your post, I remembered the excitement in your eyes as you recounted to me what had happened. Thank you for sharing, Robin. Your story finds me in a moment of needing to remember God's miracles in the mundane. Thank you, thank you, thank you.