Camp Meetings. What do you expect out of them?

[deadeye]

Originally Posted by notofworks

I am happy to be a "skinny little twit." I use the power of the Holy Spirit and the Fruit of the Spirit of self-control to control my eating. I weigh less than I did when I graduated from high school

Well...goody for you....

[commonsense]

Camp memories:
Our local radio stations are focused on the last CWS at Rosenblatt which is in it's last year since a new stadium is under construction. It got me thinking of all my camp memories.........some of this may be repetitous but that's the privilege of the "elderly"

Remember....this is the 1950's __________________

No showers so the ladies used the beautiful crystal clear lake to take an after lunch swim which was also our only bathing facility. We took our shampoo along to wash our hair. While we enjoyed the water all of the men/boys were playing softball..........in a sandy field down the road and around a bend---therefore none of them could see us
And we all wore ordinary swimsuits of the day.

The guys used the lake after us.......not sure if any girls had any "recreation"
While the men swam the ladies were in their cabins putting curlers in their hair...no curling irons or hot rollers.

At 2pm everyone went to the afternoon Bible study, which means many of the females had a scarf on their head to hide the curlers.

Evening services were full dress.( not permanent press yet...there was an iron and ironing board in one cabin for us to use)
Hoisery...panyhose hadn't been invented yet and heaven forbid you went bare legged.
So with heat and humidity { but since this was northern WI probably not alot of 90's}, we went to service without AC. Lots of folded paper fans in use.

Yes much of the activity centered on renewed friendships, boyfriends and girlfriends, etc but we also enjoed great services and spiritual recharging.

[commonsense]

Mosquitos---
The first few years we were all eaten alive. I'm a tasty treat and not in control of itching so I scratched and was covered by scabs....quite a site to behold.
In later years the campground was sprayed before anyone arrived....probably some nasty treatment that's no longer EPA approved.

[commonsense]

One of the local saints brought his old rowboat and took us on boat rides but it wasn't approved by the ministers in charge so we lost out on our "fun".

[seekerman]

The first camp meeting tabernacle I remember, back in the 1950's, for the Louisiana ALJC was just a roof and a sawdust floor. Mighty moves of God there though. I was thankful when the tabernacles were no longer open air but it took a little of the ambiance away. At least you didn't have to fight bugs the entire service.

[commonsense]

Piano, guitars, accordians, tamborines _____I don't think there was even an organ in the early years. Not sure but there may have been drums.

Just good old time gospel singing.

[notofworks]

Originally Posted by deadeye

Well...goody for you....

I just talked about the power of the Holy Spirit and that's what you come back with?

Too bad the Holy Spirit doesn't work in your life.

[notofworks]

Originally Posted by commonsense

Mosquitos---
The first few years we were all eaten alive. I'm a tasty treat and not in control of itching so I scratched and was covered by scabs....quite a site to behold.
In later years the campground was sprayed before anyone arrived....probably some nasty treatment that's no longer EPA approved.

I remember people bringing cans of "Off" to the auditorium.

[Sherri]

I think if I were still in UPC in Tennessee, I would be sad that Camp Meeting is now in big auditoriums. It just doesn't seem like it would be the same as when it was at the old Holiness Hill campgrounds! I loved that open tabernacle feel.

[notofworks]

Originally Posted by Sherri

I think if I were still in UPC in Tennessee, I would be sad that Camp Meeting is now in big auditoriums. It just doesn't seem like it would be the same as when it was at the old Holiness Hill campgrounds! I loved that open tabernacle feel.

Did you ever attend the camp of your homeland?