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Authentic Love: Everything I Learned About Jesus, I Learned from a Child
Authentic Love: Everything I Learned About Jesus, I Learned from a Child
Authentic Love: Everything I Learned About Jesus, I Learned from a Child
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Authentic Love: Everything I Learned About Jesus, I Learned from a Child

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Jesus talks about having a child-like faith. The phrase always confused me until I spent eight summers working with children at summer camp in northern Illinois. After all that time of trying to teach them about Jesus, I have come to one conclusion: they had more to teach me. I hope they teach you something as well.

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PublisherWestBow Press
Release dateMar 10, 2014
ISBN9781490828312
Authentic Love: Everything I Learned About Jesus, I Learned from a Child
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Jon Jorgenson

From 2005 to 2013, Jon worked with nearly five thousand students ages 8–18 at summer camps in northern Illinois. Responding to a lifelong call to write, Jon is now publishing his first book about those experiences. Along with writing, Jon is an actor and co-founder of The Anima Series on YouTube.com. Currently living in New York City, Jon continues to write, act, and make new friends every day.

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    Authentic Love - Jon Jorgenson

    Copyright © 2014 Jon Jorgenson.

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    ISBN: 978-1-4908-2830-5(sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4908-2829-9 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4908-2831-2 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2014903672

    WestBow Press rev. date: 3/06/2014

    Contents

    Prologue:

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Acknowledgments

    About the Author:

    To my Erin, the best counselor I know.

    I discovered Jesus at summer camp, and then I left him there.

    Three years later I came back,

    and found him again…

    in the most unlikely of places.

    Prologue:

    Jumping in the Deep End

    W hen I was in second grade, my mother sent me to an all day sports camp. The rec center near our home in Ann Arbor, Michigan did an annual camp providing a general rinse education on how to play different sports. All kids were welcome, regardless of their athletic ability, their knowledge of sports, or even their desire to attend a summer camp. By the mature age of seven, I was playing baseball competitively and, since I had already made it my sport of choice, I was not excited about the prospect of going to this camp. In fact, I’m pretty sure I cried the whole way there. This was my first real memory of summer camp. I bet you can’t wait to keep reading this uplifting book now!

    Upon arriving at camp things only got worse. When the counselors saw me, they immediately placed me in a group two years ahead with the fourth graders. You see, I never really fit into the category of normal. Being born at eleven pounds, eleven ounces, I was always much bigger than other kids my age, and this being a sports camp, they thought it was safer for me to be with children more my size. You know, so I wouldn’t crush anybody. Truth was, even at the fourth grade level, I was still one of the biggest kids, and being forced into an age group where I didn’t know a single soul only increased the chances of my gigantic body accidentally running over someone. As if this wasn’t enough suffering for an introverted second grade giant to endure, I soon discovered that baseball wasn’t even offered as an option at this torturous Park District day camp. Yes, that’s right: to my disappointment; slow pitch softball and kickball were the closest I would get to exercising my true talents.

    Another activity that everyone except me seemed to enjoy was during the last hour of each dreadful day, campers were taken to the indoor pool to go swimming. It was treated as something of a reward. If we had been good and attentive all day, then the counselors allowed us to go swimming in a dirty, crowded, community pool. What could be better? For many campers, this was the highlight of the day, but for me, it was just another reminder of my inferior age and gigantic proportions.

    Being younger than the other kids meant that they had already passed the necessary swim test allowing them to swim in the deep end, while I only qualified for swimming in the shallow end surrounded by young mothers and their crying babies. The lifeguards on duty, however, did not realize that I was much younger than everyone else, and I certainly was not about to call attention to it. So, I was left with a choice: endure the humiliation of standing alone in the shallow end with my float-ies, which I had to hold in my hands because my arms were too big to fit inside, or take my chances in deeper waters.

    To this day, I still don’t fully understand why I chose the deep end. I can still hear my mind screaming at me as I shuffled towards the edge of the pool, No! No! You idiot! You can’t even swim! But my heart was set on being just like everyone else. These kids would never know that I was different, even if it killed me. I reached the edge of the pool and took a leap of hope. I would call it a leap of faith, but even from the start, I don’t think I believed it would turn out well. Suspended in the air, as if in slow motion, with my eyes closed, I prayed that in the half second before I hit the water I would somehow magically learn to swim. I prayed to God, If I can’t swim, at least let me walk on the water. That would certainly impress the older kids.

    In the moments that followed, two sets of hopes were dashed. If you didn’t guess already, I did not magically learn to swim, nor did I walk on the water. I sank like Peter, and as I hit the water and immediately began screaming and flailing, everyone in the pool, or perhaps everyone in the greater Ann Arbor area, discovered that I was indeed younger than the rest of the campers. My mask had been removed; everyone now knew that I was a fraud.

    In the midst of my hysteria, I had to be pulled out of the water by two equally hysterical female lifeguards and examined by the rec-center EMS (Emergency Medical Services). The feeling of nearly drowning was terrible, but compared to the humiliation I felt afterward, I may have been willing to negotiate a trade.

    Why did I jump in the deep end knowing I couldn’t swim? I’m not sure, but I’m guessing that most of us, including myself, have done crazier things in hopes of being accepted by the crowd. So let me start by saying, this book is not for the crowd pleaser. It is not for those who want to fit in and fade back, becoming one in a million faces. This book is for the misfits, the challengers, the so-called losers who live outside of the norm and long for something more real. This book is for those who want to discover a life that offers something far greater than just fitting in. Because the human spirit, at it’s deepest place, does not desire to fit in, it only settles for fitting in once society has convinced us that it’s our only option. The truth, however, is that there is something better than fitting in. There is something much deeper that we long for at the center of our hearts— to receive the gift of authentic love. This gift is possible and available, even in today’s world. I have seen it.

    For eight summers I worked as a summer camper counselor in the suburbs of Chicago. During those years, I watched and studied and learned from the experts on this subject. Everything I’ve learned about the authentic love of God, I learned from kids and students ages 8-18. These are the misfits. These are the challengers. These are the so-called losers who live outside the norm because they know there is a different way, a more authentic way.

    This is what they taught me…

    Chapter 1

    Just Like You

    I once saw Kobayashi, the famous hot-dog eater, down an entire gallon of milk in twenty seconds. It was unbelievable. You can find it online. Go check it out for yourself, because it is completely worth it. The myth is that the human digestive system cannot stomach an entire gallon of milk in less than an hour, but my boy Kobayashi gulped the thing down in twenty seconds! Whether he was able to stomach it, or whether he helicopter-vomited ten minutes later, those are details I am not aware of. Thankfully, the video doesn’t specify. But regardless, as a self-proclaimed and un-tested competitive eater myself who has an unyielding passion for milk, Kobayashi’s feat is an inspiration to me.

    Summer camp is offered eight weeks out of the summer. There are two types of camp, day camp, for ages 5-12, and overnight camp, for older students. Day camp starts in June and extends through early August. Young children are invited to attend week-long day camps where they learn musical theatre basics, play games, and learn a little bit about God along the way. I was blessed enough to work as a counselor at day camp for eight summers. Five of those summers I was also included on staff for overnight camp, our second type of camp.

    Overnight camp usually takes place around the end of June for only two weeks. Week one is offered to students in the middle school age range, while week two is reserved for high school. On a nearby college campus, campers arrive Monday morning and say goodbye to their parents until Friday. That is when the fun begins. To say the week is fully packed would be a gross understatement. In addition to rehearsing for an hour-long musical theatre showcase to be performed at

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