These kids showed me what church should be like. The “big kids” made sure that the “little ones” were taken care of. Being far from home wasn’t so hard because the “little ones” had “big kids” to help them through the week. They had people they could trust to help them through the obstacle course, navigate the waterfalls, or find the courage to ride a really big horse through the mountains. Were they perfect? Absolutely not. They teased each other and gave each other nicknames. The older boys took a group snipe hunting and played all manner of pranks. That’s what you get when you take a bunch of teenagers off to the mountains for a week.