A large part of Camp Phillip for me has always been the songs. The music at Camp has always been a way for me to pray, reflect, commune with God.
I wrote this song at the end of a morning of Scripture reading and prayer. It was such a blessing to be out in God's creation with a Bible, and a journal and a guitar (and a thermos of coffee).
It's interesting that the song that was written on a glorious day like that is about the hope we have in Christ on days that aren't nearly as glorious. But I guess having a day when God's truth and love is so clear to me reminded me of the days that I try to handle the old man in me, the devil, and the sinful world all on my own. It is great to know the reality that I am never really on my own.
