By: Marla Duncan
This summer, I found out what "Capacity" really means to me, and I thank my Heavenly Father God (Pop Pop) for that. This month is my first full month back at the Cafe since summer camp finished, and I must say, I didn't want it to end. This summer was my third year doing summer camp, and I never experienced it the way that I did this year. Normally I was at a site not very close to home, but this was our first year actually having a summer program in the complex where I live. Every child came from a different household, which was hard because some children had a lot more than others.
There was a child that was banned from going on every field trip that we had, and when I made that decision I was thinking with my mind, not my heart. He came and let me know that he had never been on a field trip before. So we prayed on it, and decided to let him attend the trips. I made sure he was stuck to me like glue! In the midst of this, he and I had tons of conversations. I discovered that he's an amazing child; he came out every day and showed himself strong in a world that labeled him a bad child or a huge problem. Adults, teachers, and counselors have literally blocked him from seeing the world that he deserves to see like any other child. But I will forever have a relationship with him, and I will show him the world in the light that he deserves.
What I am explaining in this post is this: when I think of capacity, I think of loving everyone with full grace and integrity no matter the situation. We must keep giving that gift of love that our Father gives to us every single day so people can have the opportunity to pass it on.