I'm Sarah Galloway and I was born and raised in Edgewater, Maryland. I grew up attending a local Catholic church but was never really into it. I more went just so my mom would stop nagging me about it and while there I would just daydream or think about what I wanted to get into for the rest of the day the whole time.
During my summers I would go to Camp Wabanna for the full summer, which is a Christian summer camp just down the street from where I grew up. Being there was always my favorite thing in the world and where I was the happiest. Everything about it including banana boating, kayaking, the climbing wall, giant swing, and even the ministry part. Every summer I would learn more about Jesus and everything that He did for me and I would get so excited about it. But right when camp ended so did my devotion to Him. I went all eight weeks from when I was 7 years old to when I was about 14, and thats when thought that I was too cool to go to camp anymore and would rather spend my days hanging out with my school friends or just laying around all day being lazy.
Once I got into high school I hung out with the wrong crowd. I completely put Jesus out of my mind and out of my priorities. I spent my days maybe going to school two or three days a week and the rest sleeping until two in the afternoon with no motivation to do anything. All I wanted to do was party and meet cute boys, which is pretty much what I spent all my focus on from freshman- most of senior year. Once I was a senior I knew this wasn't the best lifestyle to be living, but I didn't know how to get out of it or even if I did get out of it what I would do with my life.
After senior year I had no clue what I wanted to do. I had nothing set up for the summer and I was over working at the restaurant that I had been working at for the few years prior, so I felt a weird push to message the director of Camp Wabanna and ask if they had any openings, knowing the very slim chance of that since camp had already been in session for a full week. He messaged me back almost immediately saying that someone hadn't shown up and they needed someone to come work in the kitchen for the summer. I messaged him back over a week later after contemplating if I really wanted to go back into this and if I would even fit in, considering I hadn't even thought about God in probably four years. I decided to take the job.
Two weeks ago I finished my third summer working at Camp Wabanna and I can truthfully say that it was the best decision that I've ever made in my life. Since deciding to come back to camp I've learned so much about God and His plan for me. I've traveled to Haiti twice where there I spread His gospel to the under-privledged, met some awesome Jesus-loving people and found my calling.
Looking back at my life and thinking about what my life would be like if I hadn't decided to come back to camp, I honestly think there is a high possibility that I would no longer be alive. I was in such a bad and ugly place in my life with nothing going for me. I am so blessed to now call Camp Wabanna my home and to call Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior. I now live my everyday life for Him and I wouldn't want it any other way.
During my summers I would go to Camp Wabanna for the full summer, which is a Christian summer camp just down the street from where I grew up. Being there was always my favorite thing in the world and where I was the happiest. Everything about it including banana boating, kayaking, the climbing wall, giant swing, and even the ministry part. Every summer I would learn more about Jesus and everything that He did for me and I would get so excited about it. But right when camp ended so did my devotion to Him. I went all eight weeks from when I was 7 years old to when I was about 14, and thats when thought that I was too cool to go to camp anymore and would rather spend my days hanging out with my school friends or just laying around all day being lazy.
Once I got into high school I hung out with the wrong crowd. I completely put Jesus out of my mind and out of my priorities. I spent my days maybe going to school two or three days a week and the rest sleeping until two in the afternoon with no motivation to do anything. All I wanted to do was party and meet cute boys, which is pretty much what I spent all my focus on from freshman- most of senior year. Once I was a senior I knew this wasn't the best lifestyle to be living, but I didn't know how to get out of it or even if I did get out of it what I would do with my life.
After senior year I had no clue what I wanted to do. I had nothing set up for the summer and I was over working at the restaurant that I had been working at for the few years prior, so I felt a weird push to message the director of Camp Wabanna and ask if they had any openings, knowing the very slim chance of that since camp had already been in session for a full week. He messaged me back almost immediately saying that someone hadn't shown up and they needed someone to come work in the kitchen for the summer. I messaged him back over a week later after contemplating if I really wanted to go back into this and if I would even fit in, considering I hadn't even thought about God in probably four years. I decided to take the job.
Two weeks ago I finished my third summer working at Camp Wabanna and I can truthfully say that it was the best decision that I've ever made in my life. Since deciding to come back to camp I've learned so much about God and His plan for me. I've traveled to Haiti twice where there I spread His gospel to the under-privledged, met some awesome Jesus-loving people and found my calling.
Looking back at my life and thinking about what my life would be like if I hadn't decided to come back to camp, I honestly think there is a high possibility that I would no longer be alive. I was in such a bad and ugly place in my life with nothing going for me. I am so blessed to now call Camp Wabanna my home and to call Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior. I now live my everyday life for Him and I wouldn't want it any other way.