From time to time you experience one of those events that is simply special, like a sweet treat that you weren’t expecting. Yesterday Debbie and I had a sweet treat in the middle of a busy summer which refreshed our spirits.

It all began with a knock on our back door about three years ago. When I opened it there was Eugene, a young boy who attended Emmalena School where I taught character classes. He had found a tie with a picture of Noah’s Ark on it and had insisted that his mom buy it for me.

Fast forward to this spring. Eugene and his mom came into the office at camp and said they wanted to sign him up for a week at camp. Somewhat “tongue-in-cheek” his mom said, “I’m doing this against my better judgement.” I asked about that and she said she wasn’t sure she could stand being away from him that long. Eugene came to camp and when his mom visited during Friday’s Parents Day she commented to the effect that it had been the longest week of her life.  When she suggested Eugene go home that evening, which several campers do, Eugene replied, “I’ve got twelve more hours at camp!”

A week after camp, I got a telephone message that Eugene wanted me to call him. I did and found out that between his camp experience and his church’s VBS the following week, Eugene had accepted Christ and was being baptized and he wanted me to be there.

Yesterday Debbie and I attended Eugene’s baptism at Dwarf (that’s a community) Baptist Church near our home.  To our pleasant surprise, not only was Eugene being baptized, but four additional children who attend Emmalena School and have participated in Day Camp were following the Lord in this act of obedience as well.

Now that’s a sweet treat!