a school of fish

Four weeks into teaching scripture at Smiths Hill, I took the Christian lunch time group on a weekend camp. Our lunchtime group is called FiSH (Felowhip at Smiths Hill) and we meet on Wednesdays. Smiths Hill is a public, selective high school in the mighty Gong.
I was scared. I hadn't ever organised a camp, and I know that I am not a very organised person. But I was also excited. I knew that God would work through me, and that it was his camp, not mine.
Announcing the camp on the first week of term, the kids were so excited, and within a couple of weeks, 27 kids had paid! I was absolutley stoked. I round together 6 christian uni students/friends to be leaders, and Richard Chin, who's kids go to the school offered to speak. We met a few times, and before I knew it, the weekend was upon us.
We headed to Stanwell Tops, where we sung together, listened to Richard's talks on Mark, had study groups, played games, cooked, chatted, asked questions, made plans. It was a GREAT weekend. Not all the kids were Christians, and many of the Christian kids had come to know Christ through scripture. I was amazed by the way the kids really encouraged each other to live for Jesus at school. As a group, we realised that showing love to each other and the people at school was the best way shine Jesus' light brightly in a school full of kids who think they have all the answers, where pluralistic thinking is very fashionable.
And I learned that even though I feel completely out of my depth, God doesn't- He has it all under control, and all I have to do is to be ready for Him to use me.