It’s funny how God can do BIG things if we just let Him. I’m the poster child for letting God work through one’s life- that is if we’re willing to buckle our seatbelts and accept change with open arms.
I worked at Camp Oak Hill as a counselor in 2010. I vividly remember saying that it’s “the hardest fun I’ve ever had”. I would always see Ms. Kim on opening and closing days and think, “Hmm, I want her job; she does everything I like. She gets to help campers, enjoy camp, but not have to do all the ‘dirty work’.” I told people she essentially had my dream job.I closed up the summer of 2010 in my mind and reflected on the wonderful opportunity I had to share Christ’s love with kids that summer as I entered into my senior year at Meredith.
I graduated college in 2011 and shortly thereafter got a job as a Legal Assistant in Raleigh.
When I graduated college, I didn’t know what I “wanted to be when I grew up”. I just know I wanted to serve God and serve others well. The thought of the dream job at Camp Oak Hill was just a figment of imagination.
Until… April 2012. I got a call from Tom Dixon that COH had an opening for a Business Manager. This was just weeks before mine and Zack’s wedding and his graduation. We had A LOT going on to say the least and I was NOT in support of one more area of my life that was apt to change! After a lot of prayer and thought, I took the leap of faith and applied for the job.
My prayer on April 3, 2012 for discernment with the job.
I accepted the position of Business Manager just days before our wedding and started full time on May 21, 2012 (the day after we returned from our honeymoon)! A year and a half later and I still love being at COH every day; what a blessing it is to work somewhere where Making Christ Known is the cornerstone of my job
With the holiday season nearly here, many of us look forward to spending a little extra time with our loved ones. Lucky for me, my family all live near enough to where I’ve never had to travel much more than 30 minutes for holiday gatherings. In fact, just the other day my sister and I were reminiscing by looking through some pictures from our childhood, and we came across some from 1995; the first year we went to Camp Oak Hill for summer camp. We remembered the impact that camp had on us that first summer; so much so that my sister returned the following two summers, and I didn’t miss one for the next 6 years. (more…)