Earlier today, I saw some photos from the ongoing Apostolic Faith camp meeting in Nigeria. What struck me most were the images of sisters serving faithfully in the kitchen — women of all ages, from the young to the elderly, all working together. Something about those pictures stirred something deep inside me. They brought back a flood of childhood memories of attending that same annual camp meeting with my family — first at the Anthony Village campground in Lagos, and later at Faith City in Ogun State.
For three weeks, life slowed down and shifted. We left the comfort of home to live in a new environment, surrounded by tens of thousands of people who had all gathered for one purpose: to seek God. And while the prayer services and sermons were at the heart of it, I discovered that camp was about so much more.
Service as Worship
One of my earliest memories is watching the kitchen department — dedicated church members, not necessarily professional chefs — work tirelessly. They spent long hours in smoky kitchens, missing services so that others could be fed. It was a true labor of love. Their dedication made me realize that worship isn’t confined to the sanctuary; it happens when we meet people’s needs, even behind the scenes.
As Colossians 3:23 reminds us: “And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men.” These men and women embodied that verse, working joyfully as unto the Lord, not seeking applause but offering their service as worship.
My dad often volunteered us — myself and my siblings — to join in. At first, we helped wash dishes in the canteen. Trust me, there were mountains of plates! We scrubbed with sack sponges (made by cutting sack bags into small pieces), using soda soap, and bowls so large we had to bend over them. Yet it never felt boring. We sang hymns while scrubbing, teased one another, and made it fun. Those moments taught me teamwork and the joy of serving together.
From Canteen to Cafeteria
Eventually, my dad “upgraded” us to the cafeteria, where meals were more refined — often served to foreign guests and senior officials. Here, I learned entirely new skills: how to set tables properly, how to serve food with a smile, and even how to present food in an appealing way. It was my first introduction to customer service, and I didn’t even realize it then.
The beauty of the cafeteria was that it wasn’t just about food; it was about respect, hospitality, and representing the church well. “Use hospitality one to another without grudging” (1 Peter 4:9). That verse came alive as I learned that even the way we serve a meal can reflect Christ’s love.
Lessons in Discipline
At one camp meeting, I even served with the security department. Early morning drills, basic safety tips, and deployment to different parts of the grounds gave me a sense of responsibility and discipline. While others were in services, we ensured their belongings were safe.
It reminded me of Proverbs 27:18: “Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof: so he that waiteth on his master shall be honoured.” Faithfulness in seemingly small duties is still seen and rewarded by God.
A Well-Rounded Camp Life
Of course, camp was also about music and worship. In 2006, I joined the Senior Choir and Orchestra and took part in my first camp meeting concert. Between choir rehearsals, kitchen duties, and security shifts, my schedule was full — but in the best way. I grew spiritually, made lifelong friendships, and learned practical skills I would never have picked up at home.
Hebrews 6:10 reminds us: “For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love, which ye have shewed toward his name, in that ye have ministered to the saints, and do minister.” Looking back, I realize those long days of service were never in vain — God saw them all.
Looking Back, Looking Forward
Now, as I reflect on those camp meeting years, I realize they helped shape who I am today. Camp wasn’t just a spiritual retreat; it was a school of life. It taught me versatility, service, discipline, and the beauty of community.
And this is the legacy I hope to pass on to my children — that faith isn’t only about prayer and preaching. It’s also about rolling up your sleeves, learning new skills, meeting new people, and finding joy in serving others.
Because sometimes, the greatest lessons of faith are learned not at the pulpit, but in the kitchen, the cafeteria, or even on security duty.
Photo credit: Apostolic Faith Church WECA website.
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This blog post is truly inspiring! The images of sisters serving faithfully in the kitchen at the camp meeting brought back memories of my own experiences. It’s amazing how acts of service can be a form of worship in themselves. How do you think the lessons learned at camp can be applied to everyday life outside of the camp setting?
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