There was one Easter Camp that was particularly cold; all day and especially at night. I was struggling to sleep at night it was so cold - despite wearing all my clothes - and therefore not having a great camp. I prayed one day that I would have a wonderful, warm sleep, and I talked to Andrew about it because I wondered if I shouldn't wear so many layers, as a step of faith, or whether God had given me layers to wear. I was undecided all day, but in the end I discarded the layers (down to summer pj's) and had a fantastic nights sleep.
Today felt like that. My group mates ended up having notes, but I didn't - and I remembered every point.
I don't think I will ever forget these two events. They may seem insignificant, but they both meant the world to me. My God is so big but he cares about the small things too.
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