Faith is a living, daring confidence in God’s grace, so sure and certain that a man could stake his life on it a thousand times. ~Martin Luther
Big FAITH in South Carolina
I want to tell you about the two ‘first’ years. One was in 2009 and the second is today. These two years are very different experiences and the lessons I’m learning are interwoven in a tapestry that should be familiar and even comforting. Perhaps not comforting at all times, but that’s where faith steps in.
In 2009, before I had ever heard of Royal Family KIDS camp, I read a post on a Kenpo karate forum. Bob White’s studio was hosting a seminar that was of interest to me—a mere 2,483 miles away in southern California. The proceeds from the event would be given to a Royal Family KIDS camp. I didn’t know what RFKC was, and my interest was the seminar. When I asked if it would be video taped, Mr. White said that if I would do a fundraiser for a Royal Family KIDS camp, he would fly back to South Carolina to help. This was not the answer I was expecting. A little research was in order.
I discovered there were camps all over the southeast but none in South Carolina. God put it on my heart not to do a fundraiser but rather, start a camp. I had forgotten about the seminar. The last time I had been at any kind of camp was in 1967 when I was twelve. I presented the idea to our elders and started by telling a ‘Story of the One.’ When I finished, one of the elders said, “If we don’t do this, we should lock the doors and sell the building.” At that moment, it was a done deal.
God had given me the gift of faith—very big FAITH. I knew the camp would happen. All we had to do was iron out the details. There was no “if” in our planning so therefore, it was a matter of “when.” I am certain that the confidence I exuded was obnoxious. I’m not sure that we would have had a camp had it not been for that gift of faith. Things fell into place in strange ways—unusual occurrences that confirmed God’s role in the camp. It was a wonderful thing to direct that first camp with faith. There was never any doubt in my mind. None.
The second year, I had to step out in faith again. I knew we could do it based on that alone.
The third and fourth years were the same. We had faith and held camp.
Four years later, I’m at that first year place again, where things are slightly different and I need to possess that very big FAITH once again. It will be our 8th year of Summerville Royal Family KIDS camp, but it will be the first year with a different, much smaller church as host.
I’m doing all the right things, assuming that we will in fact be able to hold camp this year. We have more funds to raise (a lot more funds) and we still need some people. There’s some doubt and I don’t like it. But as seen the previous years, God delivers to the faithful.
This isn’t my camp. It has never been. This is God’s camp. I’m not responsible for the results, just obedience. If He wants camp to happen, He’ll provide the people and the funds. We’ll just keep doing what we know to do and trust Him for the results.
Chuck Peterson, RFK camp Director in Summerville, SC