Noemi woke up early and hurried down to the water where the pastor had tied the church boat. She and her friends were excited because they were going to take a boat across the bay to the nearby island for a special kids’ program. This would be a dangerous ride. The waves were high and the wind was strong, but she didn’t mind, because she knew God would protect them!
She closed her eyes and let the warm sunshine kiss her face while the cool breeze blew through her hair. “Plunk!” Her brother Timothy dropped a coconut less than two feet away from her. “Hey,” she said and opened her eyes to look up at him. “Be careful!” Timothy smiled back and shimmied down the tree. They were so excited for this new adventure.
A group of young Americans had come to their country to put on a program called “Camp Micronesia.”* They weren’t sure what that meant, but it sounded fun. While they were at camp they would have to sleep at a school on another island and wake up early to walk to this camp at the local beach. The pastor loaded up the boat, and the other children climbed inside as the sun was just starting to peek up over the ocean. Noemi’s tummy started growling, but she knew she needed to save what little food they had for the week.
It was dark by the time they reached the island, and Noemi rubbed her eyes as they walked to the school where they would stay. The children bunked on the floor of the high school building, excited about the next morning.
The next day Timothy and Noemi ate a coconut for breakfast and headed off to the summer camp. It reminded her of church. They sang songs about Jesus, and a friendly pastor told stories from the Bible—even new ones she’d never heard before. The pastor said it was important to have fun with Jesus because He wants to be our best friend! Noemi had never thought about Jesus like that before, but she liked the idea.
After worship Noemi tried all sorts of new and exciting things, such as archery, ropes, sports, drama, arts and crafts, even snorkeling! By the time lunch came around her tummy was really growling, but she and Timothy didn’t have anything with them to eat.
At that moment the camp director walked around with a bag of peanut butter sandwiches and asked the kids if they wanted one for lunch. Noemi knew there wouldn’t be enough for everyone since there were almost 100 kids there. She’d heard the camp director say they had only 17 sandwiches to hand out.
She watched the bag of sandwiches pass from person to person, and everyone was taking one—some even two! She thought she wouldn’t get one, but after the sandwiches were passed out to almost everyone the director came up to Noemi and Timothy, smiled, and asked if they would like a sandwich. Noemi peered into the bag with disbelief—there were still lots more sandwiches! She couldn’t believe it! God had multiplied the sandwiches so that there would be
enough for everyone, just like the Bible story about the little boy who shared his lunch. Noemi knew right then and there Jesus is everything the Bible says He is and so much more.
—This story is reprinted from a KidsView issue from 2007.—Editors.
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