"Every year at this camp, I will tell myself "I’m not gonna cry, I have nothing to cry about", and especially this year, I found myself tearing up so much. I didn’t really realize that I was drifting away from Christ. I go to church every Sunday, and I went to my church's youth group when I was in middle school. When I graduated middle school I was supposed to move up to the high school ministry, but no one from my school went to my church, and I felt like everyone knew everyone except for me, so I didn’t go. I didn’t feel like I was drifting from God, I thought that I was learning enough by just going to regular church services. I’ve had a stronger faith in Christ than most people I know, and I thought that was enough. One day my dad told me he knew this family with a girl my age who went to the high school ministry and she wanted to meet me. I said okay but never really planned on talking to her. One day my family went to an early church service and when we were about to leave, we happened to run into her family. Later that day the girl messaged me on Facebook and we talked and she invited me to the high school ministry. I said maybe, really meaning I didn’t really want to, and if I did go it would probably be a one time thing. I thought the girl was nice, but I didn’t want to go and feel out of place. Fast forward to camp. We focused on community and spiritual gifts and identity, I learned a lot through these messages but I didn’t completely understand what it directly meant to me until Thursday night; faith night. Just as the beginning music was playing, I started to tear up and I couldn’t figure out why. I was trying to figure out what was nagging me the speaker spoke. He talked towards the end about how a tree is fed water through its roots. To me personally, I took it as we learn more about ourselves and the Lord when we are established in Jesus Christ. I realized my "roots" weren’t as firmly established in the ground as they could be, and how at camp, surrounded by Christians my age really made me feel connected to God. I then realized that I could feel this way in regular life at my church's high school ministry. I thought about the girl who invited me to the ministry and how nice she was and I’m like, "I have to go there ASAP!" So I am hoping to be able to go to the high school group next Sunday night and I believe that it will be a great experience for me. Without this camp and the girl who invited me, I don’t know how much longer it would have taken me to realize my roots hadn’t been watered in a while. I want all to know by this that even if you are a strong believer in Christ, there is still so much more you can do to grow closer to Him."