The Shelter went on a camping trip and I got to tag along…  It started out as a simple vacation, but it turned into something far more significant.

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About the Author: Christopher N. Cambell was a summer intern with World Next Door in 2010. He is a graduate of the Moody Bible Institute and an avid reader. He has an endless appetite for stories both true and otherwise and loves using those to better know and understand people.

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  1. Jim.M said... 


    August 5th, 2010 at 8:02 am  


    Interesting to read these comments. I wonder if you would have come to this realization as easily if you were native to the culture. It would seem that there is something about being isolated by language and other cultural differences that would in some way obligate one to “be still”, silent, contemplative, and perhaps at the same time attentive to what you are seeing.

    I wonder if in some way the orphans you have been sharing a piece of life with, because of their experience with isolation are better equipped to “be still”, and at the same time find that stillness comfortable in the presence of others.

    The ability to be “comfortably still” may be a gift, given out of the struggle of one’s life experience, or a gift that comes from following the pleading of the Spirit. Your friends there may have received it one way, you may have received it in another way.

    Thanks for this thought provoking piece.


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