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“While you argue about faith and works there are neighbors across the street who have never seen your faith or your works.”
—Jose Rojas, at the 2012 NAD Ministries Convention in Orlando, Florida
“When you have a problem, don’t Facebook it; take it to God and let Him face it!”
—Charissa Fong, speaking to thousands of young adults gathered in Houston, Texas, for the annual GYC convention on December 30, 2011
Camp Meeting Memories
In 1946 our local Seventh-day Adventist church didn’t have any single young women. So one Friday, after a hard day’s work, two of my friends and I decided to drive to the camp meeting at Mount Vernon, Ohio, about 75 miles away. At 17, I was the youngest. We loaded up my old Ford, packed some food and clothes, and set out. We arrived late at night and parked.
We walked toward the big tent and decided to put a blanket down on the grass. We undressed down to our underwear and used our other blanket to cover up. We slept like logs.
The next morning we were awakened by the warm sun and many people, dressed in fine Sabbath clothes, laughing and pointing at us. All we could do was pull the blanket over our heads and pretend we were asleep. Evidently we had chosen a main walkway as our bed site. After the heavy traffic died down, we grabbed our clothes and ran for the car. We put on clean shirts and jeans and headed for the big tent and church. After a good sermon we could hardly wait for the afternoon youth meeting. Young women were there, all right, friendly and dressed in their best. Yet they were wary of three farmboys who looked as if they had just arrived from the jungle.
I’ll never forget my introduction to an Adventist camp meeting. Neither will some others, probably. It wasn’t the most embarrassing moment of my life, but it ranks up there close to the top.
In case you’re wondering, all three of us found and married Adventist girls. I’ve been married to mine for almost 60 years.
—N. Gordon Thomas, Angwin, California
This was published March 8, 2012.