Several years ago, I spent the summer working as a camp counselor for high school students. Each Tuesday, we paraded our campers down the gravel camp paths to the yellow craft barn that stood in a mowed field. Tuesday was tie-dye day, and the blue, green, red, and yellow dye had a way of staining everything nearby—including my hands. No matter how long I scrubbed, colors remained in the lines of my palms and under my fingernails for days afterward.

A few weeks into the summer, a camper shared with me how she was struggling to feel like her story mattered because she didn’t have any life-changing moments showing how God was at work in her life.

by Schuyler Vander Wilt on April 1, 2023 ; last featured June 17, 2026

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