I was able to attend this wonderful camp as a coach through a number of events, one that involved a car crash in January of 2015. My car was totaled, but the passenger and myself were ok. This may seem like an odd way to start this, but Im fairly certain that if that wouldn’t have happened I would not have been able to make the trip. After the crash I received a small settlement and used some of it to pay my way. I got a new job and was contacted about the trip at about the same time. The end of the contract and the time of the trip lined up perfectly. After, making the decision to go to Egypt, I was offered a new position which I wanted very much, but at the time it was uncertain if they would be able to accommodate me for my prior plans. I ended up getting the new position and they decided to accommodate for my trip as well. There is no doubt that God has opened and closed doors for me in the last 7 months.
I have wanted to go on a mission trip for many years now. I am 24 years old and this is my first experience making a trip with such a degree of importance to me. I have loved baseball from a young age, and was blessed by being born into a family that taught me about Christ. I believe that this trip, in a sense, is an enactment of Gods love and will. For me to be able to live out his will in this way, and introducing a sport to the mix is really a dream come true. If I could do this the rest of my life I would.
Today, July 19th was our first day experiencing a full day of camp. I woke up at 7;30 and the sun seemed to be working just fine as i opened the shades. We made our way to Majors, where campers practice and play the sport they have selected. Gregg and I are coaching baseball, and today Hunter joined us. We warmed up playing some catch and the campers watched intently. They laughed and smiled, and one boy imitated us with a graceful bare hand diving catch. We set up a couple hit always which are basically a ball tied to a pole that spins around so it can be struck repeatedly. It was hard knowing when to switch the kids out because you really want to spend time with them but so many want to try. Just like that my first experience teaching baseball to kids at WSC was over. Much too quickly, but i remember the smiles and high fives all together. We had breakfast and I put two pieces of what look like a pita style bread in my pocket. The campers had a little dance party to a song that i’m pretty sure was from Mulan. We met as a team afterwards and Geoff spoke to us about preparations and tied it all in with a couple verses from Mark chapter 1. We then took some time to ourselves to pray or whatever we felt was necessary to prepare for the week.
After we watched a competition called Men and Women of Wadi where boys compete against boys and girls against girls in a swim/run. After, we had a pool party where we all had fun throwing balls around and talking with the kids. We had one more major time, and dinner. At the end of the evening there was a game of “War Ball” where basically the whole camp, girls and boys split, play dodge ball. The intensity level here during sports is quite high, and i enjoy every second. I love seeing the competition and will to play the best they can.
I really loved my first day and will never forget it.