However, that did not delay the moving of the Lord on the youth camp. There was a move towards the altars in the middle of doing service and the presence of the Lord swept through the place. I myself received a renewal in my spirit and prayed for a week of change of consecration for these teens.
The next day I made the mistake of brushing my teeth with the faucet water, forgetting that we weren't using safe water. Rhoda did the Anne thing and by the morning service we were miserable. That happened to be the morning I was told that I would be teaching my lesson on "conduct" for the girls but also would be teaching the drama class. I had brought along some skits for the camp but not with the knowledge that I was to teach them how to perform it (in Spanish) and have it practiced within 45 minutes. Phew!
That threw me for a loop but I've learned to take on challenges and do the best that I can. We did a silent skit called, "Do Not Touch!" on Tuesday and "A Cloud of Witnesses" on Wednesday. There were quite a few good actors and they did a great job performing them.
They were given a handout to follow along with the lesson and answer questions about their own character so I'm praying that even with my failure God can still speak to then through His Word.