My experience with the Holy Spirit

When I was sixteen years old, I was given the opportunity to be a lead cabin counselor at a summer camp for Christian Scientists. I had an assistant to help me care for our 12 campers. I was grateful for this leadership opportunity and felt prepared for it, having been trained the previous summer and worked as an assistant cabin counselor the previous month. 

For the first week of the two-week camp session, everything went well. Everyone in our cabin got along, and we consistently won cabin and bathhouse inspection awards.

After the first week, however, I returned to my cabin from breakfast and Sunday School to find a note from the staffing manager on my bunk. The note said that my assistant would not be able to finish the rest of the camp session with us. The note also indicated that there was not enough time to get another cabin assistant, so I would have to manage the 12 campers by myself the last week.