Dear Young Life,

When I was in high school, you were one of the best things to happen to me. I couldn't wait for those Monday night meetings. I loved every bit of it: the songs, the skits, the message, the people, all of it! Now that I have had time to think about those times, I realize just how big of an impact you had on my life.

Not only did I meet so many great people at Young Life, but I also heard great messages. I heard people close to my age give testimonies. I heard them read verses and tell stories about how Jesus was, is, and forever will be the best thing that could happen to us. I watched my peers pray and sing worship songs. I literally watched the Lord move in theses people's hearts and felt Him in mine. All of this in cramped rooms or people's basements.

I experienced this with forty people while I was home and with four hundred people while I was at camp. Seeing and hearing that many people worship the Lord has stuck with me since my first time at camp. It reminds me that He works inside millions of people and cares for each one of the deeply. The most memorable time for me is when everyone sits outside in total darkness and silence. Some people pray and some people just sit there and take in the beauty that surrounds us. I remember praying and just feeling God's presence around me. It was by far the best part of camp.

So, thank you so much for being a fun way to worship and learn more about the Lord. You have stuck with me through thick and thin. And thanks for helping me strengthen my relationship with Jesus.