by Ron Carnahan
With the virus keeping us all housebound,
this is a good time for reflecting.
Churches are closed, clubs shut down, activities cancelled or postponed
until the fall. Yes, it’s a time for remembering. So, as I took my walk today, my mind went
back over the years of my involvement with Christian Service Brigade. I want to
share some experiences with you of how outdoor activities provide opportunities
to mentor and disciple boys and young men into Christian manhood; to build up
their faith in who Jesus is, and to model Him in their daily lives.
I started as Battalion Captain in the late
1960’s. I have a picture hanging on my
bulletin board from around that time. My
first camping experience with my guys pitted me against an “experienced” leader
who didn’t think that SAFETY-FIRST was necessary. He had us pitch our tents in soggy, waist-high
grass – his first mistake. Then he slept
in a farmhouse safe and dry. Canoeing down
a fast river in northern Ontario was our main event. Soon enough, we had to navigate our way
through a narrow rock formation. No
problem. And yes, no one got through
without swamping their canoe. I was with the experienced leader, and it was our
turn. Well, we almost made it. The canoe turned sideways, and out we came. The experienced canoeist was trapped by the
canoe against a rock ledge with his head just above the water. At first, I couldn’t budge the boat as the
water surged over it. “Lord, help me!”
was my cry. “Or this guy is going to drown.” With a great heave, the canoe
broke away and freed the leader. You see,
no one was wearing a lifejacket, but now thanks to God’s mercy, the entire group
praised me. From then on, each canoeist
was made to wear his lifejacket. And a
lesson was learned about safety.
It was Camporee time and my Stockaders were
excited to get away for the weekend. There
were many track and field events. One
young lad was a bit overweight and didn’t feel he could win at anything. Today, he is close to seven feet tall. So yes, he came home smiling and happy as he had
won the Caber Toss.
Hiking the Bruce Trail near Collingwood was
always an exciting time of climbing cliffs, caving, and gathering for lunch and
a story. Dads were always part of the
hikes with their sons. One rule in
hiking is that we always brought back our lunch scraps, paper and cans. Nothing was to be thrown into the woods. One young Stockader fell behind the other
guys and told me he had to go to the bathroom.
“Number 1 or Number 2?” I asked. “Number 2.” So, I handed him some TP
and told him to head into the woods. A
few minutes latter, here he comes holding the used toilet paper. “Ranger. You said to leave nothing behind.”
At one of our Adventure Weeks at Camp
Cherith at about 10:30 pm, Harold and I were just about to head to bed after a
time of prayer. A knock came at the door
and in walked a cabin leader with four boys. “These boys want to have Jesus,”
he said. What an emotional time as we
shared the Good News of Jesus with them.
All four boys prayed and asked Jesus into their hearts. Camping has many activities that young lads don’t
do at home, BUT the most important is to hear about Jesus in cabin devotions, at
campfires and when interacting with Christian men for a whole week.
As I reflect on many more experiences I had
as a father and CSB leader, I cannot help but think of the importance of
activities that WILL touch young guys who come from so many different
backgrounds; some good and some not.
Think about Jesus when He was a growing young lad. His dad was a carpenter, so I’m sure Jesus
learned how to build things. Jesus must
have had time to play with others, and to learn about nature. The Bible says Jesus grew in wisdom and
stature. As men and CSB leaders, we must
carry the torch in providing life-changing experiences for boys and young men as
they grow in wisdom and stature. Dads,
leaders and alumni, let’s keep the torch burning for the next generation. Pray
that churches will encourage their men to bring their boys and young men to
Jesus through CSB activities geared to guys.
Love the memories - Camporees were amazing times
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