Stories

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September 2018

Dear Friend,

Tommy was wearing his Young Life leader’s nicest shirt and cleaning his own tennis shoes with a wet paper towel before dinner. He wanted to look his very best for the last night of summer camp — a week worthy of a spit-shine celebration with his friends.

The high school junior had learned a lot in the past seven days. First, he had learned what it felt like to sleep in a real bed. At home Tommy’s bed was a sofa in a one-bedroom apartment with his mother and six siblings. Tommy had also learned how to “let the ladies go first” at meals. “I wasn’t surprised that Tommy had no table manners,” his leader said. “He was so hungry and wanted to devour the food the minute it was served. But he learned how to wait for others to take their portions before he took his.”

Finally, Tommy learned that God’s love was a gift to be received, not a reward to be earned. At the end of the week, Tommy stood before all of his friends and said he had decided to trust Jesus and follow Him.

Tommy is back at school as I write this letter, and he is learning another important lesson. Young Life camp is simply one week in 52 where his leader will give him the shirt off his back in the name of Jesus. Tommy’s leader continues to walk with him at home, sharing the gospel with his life as well as his words so that Tommy can follow Jesus and thrive.

Thank you for supporting this mission. There are thousands of kids back at school this month who met Christ at Young Life camp this summer. Some may be sleeping on sofas; some may be struggling to find food; all are in need of adults who will walk with them as they navigate the difficult days of adolescence. Thank you for putting Young Life leaders in the lives of countless kids with God’s redeeming love.

Please join me in praying that the kids who met Christ at camp this summer will flourish in their faith at home, and pray that we continue to reach their friends who don’t know Jesus. Thank you, again, for your support.


In Christ for all kids,

Newton F. Crenshaw