CAMP IS FOR A PLACE FOR ALL!
This is a tale, a rhyme, a song,
Of three young dreamers finding where they belong.
In the night, their dreams took flight,
To fields and mountains bathed in light.
They felt God's hand upon the path,
drawing them to wonders vast.
So up the trail to Luther Glen Farm,
summer’s warmth, God’s gentle charm.
The barn stood proud, a sacred space,
Where work and wonder shared their place
Animals played as gardens grew,
Creation sang in harmony true.
Apples ripe for eager hands,
blessings echoed through the lands.
But seasons change, as seasons do,
God paints the earth with autumn’s hue.
Through the trees, the frost ran deep, the mountains gleamed, in snow’s white sweep.
El Camino Pines ahead, Winter’s blanket, softly spread.
The cabins nestled, calm and still,
A tranquil sight that stirs the will.
Here hearts are lifted, souls set free,
To find their purpose, their place to be.
Lives are changed, new paths unfold,
In this mountain haven, both warm and bold.
The chapel stands beneath the sky,
A sacred haven where prayers rise high.
Night unveiled a stellar show,
twinkling in moonlight's glow.
In the stillness, quiet and deep,
A whispered prayer for souls to keep.
Through every star, through every tree, God's grace is found in majesty.
Then springtime melted winter’s cold,
Awakening the forest, brave and bold.
Down the hill to the farm once more,
Where God’s creation filled nature’s store.
Homeward bound, their faith alight,
Filled with wonder and God’s delight.
And so, it’s said to you and me,
Help all to find creation’s beauty.
Give a gift so kids can roam,
To find their place, a second home.
For every child deserves a view
Of nature’s magic, Holy and true.