Tori Senica on our last day in Skoczów

It was a bittersweet day here in Skoczow.  It is the day we all dread, the day of goodbyes.  Yesterday was our last day of English Camp and we had to say goodbye to the students who we have built relationships with for the past 8 days.  To the students who extended grace to me when I spoke a million miles a minute in English and then proceeded to ask “got it?”  To the students who share the same love of starbursts as I do and to the students that have impacted my life in 8 short days.  I think I speak for both the Polish team and our American team in saying that our time together flew by.  

Last night consisted of lots of pepsi, laughter and little sleep as us students were able to do a home stay with the youth group members.  We all met again at church this morning for one last time. Worshipping God in our native tongues, we all stood together to celebrate the joy and strength that comes solely from our God.   For me, it was a quick “postcard” from Heaven. Although saying “see you later” is hard, I am overcome with great peace because we will all be spending eternity with each other and God.   This week was incredible. Blessed be His glorious name.

Some more goodbyes after church led us all to one spot, the lody shop.  Ice cream was definitely necessary to mend our hurting hearts (Praise God). We spent the day together with the Polish team and talked all about camp. Later we traveled to Cieszyn to eat dinner in the town square. We got to “czech out” the country next door as cheshin falls in both Poland and Czech Republic.  The night reluctantly came to an end when we returned to Skoczow and said our final goodbyes.

I want to thank everyone that has been praying for our team as we needed it very much.  I ask that you would continue to pray for the campers, the Polish team, and for our team. As we discovered while studying Romans, we should pray big!! God longs for our attention and our faith.  We started to pray big and guess what? God provided (shocker) As a team, we all decided that if one camper came to know Jesus this week then it was all worth it. Many campers became brothers and sisters in Christ this week all because God still used us. Many mornings, it was hard to find energy to get up and go but God didn’t give up.  Not once. He was faithful as always and I am so thankful that He allowed me to be apart of something so beautiful. So friends, lets pray big because the Gospel matters everyday.