The blueberries are in. The grandkids are getting ready for Camp Ney-a-ti., our West Huntsville Bible camp. The speaking calendar is bursting at every seam and that means it’s time for Camp Moriah. too. It’s my favorite kind of camp ever, because it’s got all the things I love the most! 
It’s got girls ages 12-18. That’s the best, most teachable, most potential-packed, most open-minded age, in the first place. And when they come to this place because they want to learn how to be the meek women of God, who through their future marriages and homes, will bring Him glory…well, that’s the best kind of classes a girl like me can ever teach! (They teach me!)
It’s got the best camp food I have ever eaten, and I have eaten a lot of camp food. Camp food is always a great blessing, but sometimes it’s stretching the noodles. Not so at camp Moriah. Moriah’s food is prepared by a different group of ladies every day, from various area congregations, and it is nothing like stretched noodles. Special shout-out to the West Huntsville ladies for Thursday’s food. I can’t wait!…’specially those breakfast casseroles and those poppy seed chicken casseroles!
It’s got THE best all-around attitudes—both workers and kids—of any camp I’ve ever attended. It’s close quarters and tight bath areas, but I never hear ANY complaining by anyone. It’s like everyone is thrilled to be stepping all over each other, waiting for showers, and holding doors for people to pass through… and the most common question I hear is “Is there something I can help with?” or “Can I 
carry something?”
It’s got the best field trips. I guess it’s because we limit the number of attendees to the three cabins we have, so we are maxxed out at about 55 girls, We are small enough to pile into a few vans and see and do and minister and play. I love that. This year, we are going to get to go to an old restoration site and actually teach about restored New Testament Christianity in a place where a Civil War era group met and worshipped. We will worship there! I get to teach THERE! We get to raise THOSE rafters!
It’s got the best directors. Carla Michael and Maria Seibert are filled with meekness and probably don’t even call themselves directors. They are so engaged in planning what will help girls go to heaven that everything they do is tied to that one theme. I’ve seen them back up and call the girls together and say “Well, we want to be sure no one gets the wrong idea. The Bible teaches this…” whenever there was even an inkling that something implied was not right on target with what the Bible says. They are extremely conscientious about the teachers and counselors and that’s why the most diligent mamas are all about this camp. There are some other women who work so very hard with that pure and heavenward purpose for the girls…teaching, cooking, cleaning, organizing and counseling. I know I’d leave some out if I started naming. But I will say, I don’t know anyone who loves their sweet souls more than Rebecca Averitte!
It’s got no boys. I like boys. But I love the focus we get during this week with just the girls. There’s no ABHD this week (Attention to Boys and Hyperfixation Disorder). I love camps that have both girls and boys. I think they need to happen. You’ve got to find the Christians somewhere! But this alternative is wonderful, too, once a year!
It’s got the Word. Everywhere. All the time. Even the sewing and gardening and cooking and canning is full of Titus 2. It’s a practicum in the ideals that Paul said older women are to teach younger women. I, frankly, can hardly even believe we still get to do this in 2025. But this practicum will be reaping its harvest in Christian homes and sweet babies growing up for Him in 2035 and beyond.
I’m glad for this privilege.
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