Only three more weeks of camp. The summer has been going so fast. Each week I've been helping campers fill H2O bags, sharing with them how God has worked through H2O, and challenging them to do hard things for the glory of God.

So far this summer, over $300 has been raised for the Portland Rescue Mission, in order to help homeless people in a more direct way. Not only that, but many campers have donated items for the Rescue Mission. It's been neat watching campers from ages 5 to 17 open their hearts to love on the hurting people living on the streets.

Along with doing H2O at camp, I've been doing a lot of music. It's precious hearing children's voices raised towards heaven, screaming out how great God is.

This week at Camp Jonah, we were blessed to have a lady from Shepherd's Door come share her testimony of living on the streets and then finding hope from the mission. Her story was amazing, and the campers asked her many questions about being homeless. It was hard for the 4-6th graders to grasp that she didn't celebrate her birthdays, didn't have any friends, didn't go to school, and was cold and scared at night, while being homeless. But by the time we finished, they seemed to understand. Many of them chose to give leftover snack shack money to bless and help other homeless men, women, and kids find a home. Little kids have big hearts!

It's the middle of the second week of camp. Last week, I had a great time investing in campers, sharing our story of starting H2O, and challenging them to start living sold out for Jesus. We filled bags right after I spoke, and I think campers had a good time and understood what it was for.

Our new promo video helped a lot at camp too. One scene in the movie is of a homeless person taking off his dirty, holey socks before going to bed. I heard campers murmur to each other, "Ooh...that's gross!" They got it.

Tonight, I'm speaking again. This time to young campers in elementary school. It will be a challenge making what I say exciting and understandable for them, so please pray for wisdom in how to best explain what H2O is all about. And pray also that God stirs in their hearts a desire to love Him more.

God's doing a work here! It's exciting to be a part of it.

Every time I drive by or visit the Portland Rescue Mission there's a long line of homeless men, sitting, waiting, sleeping. Because there's always bound to be a bunch of people there, a lot of groups who want to help homeless people target that street and those people. My group was no different.

Last Monday, Leslie and I took a group of college students visiting from Waco, Texas downtown, H2O bags in hand. We split into four groups of 4 or 5 and started walking around downtown Portland. After handing out the last few bags to some of the men waiting outside the Portland Rescue Mission, we started heading back to our car, when a lady stopped us on the curb and told us,

"This is what everyone does! They help these people out here, but no one ever remembers that there's a woman's shelter right down the street! Women don't sleep here, we're all down on the corner of 5th and Burnside, but these people get all the help! Next time, come bring stuff to us ladies too!"

This wasn't the first time I had heard homeless people try to remind of us the ladies.

One evening when Leslie was serving at dinner at the Portland Rescue Mission, one of the homeless men told another girl that was serving that night with Leslie,

"You know what we really need? We need more women shelters! There are places for men to go to get a bed, but most of the women are left to sleep out on the streets."

Surely there's a way you can help them. Bring food to them. Raise money for another shelter for them. Love them. Just don't forget about the women.

This heartbreaking photo was taken on August 2, 2006 in Tokyo, Japan. It portrays the plight of one of the many homeless people living on the city's streets - an often forgotten aspect of Tokyo.

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