As I reminiscence about camp, these three words can pretty much sum up most of what I, and probably most others, can remember.
Connections were made. Not the unreliable internet company sorts, but the kind of everlasting and meaningful connections. Connections were established with the people around and ultimately with our living and loving God.
A lot of laughing was done. Be it in the sessions, free times or games. The echoing sounds of people just having fun resounded throughout the whole campsite, making it the most enjoyable place to be at that point of time.
This camp was a milestone. Not only will it be down in the OxyGen books of history as our first camp ever, but it will also be down in the history books of everyone present at camp.