I was trying to convey how I felt about my last summer as a camper at Csehy to an alumni. I struggled to express the jumble of sadness and contentment that was swishing around inside me. However, my visiting friend suggested that: “It’s like leaving Narnia.” That was exactly how it felt. Willmos and Gladys Csehy sang this camp into being in their devotion to God and music. For 54 years, God-fearing lords and ladies have been looking after campers as they step into this magical and melodic setting. Csehy is a haven.
Like Lucy at the end of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, I was going to say good-bye to a world I loved dearly. Yes, I can return as a counselor. But it’s different. This was my last summer as a participant in the story. Now, Csehy was not always dancing with fauns and singing with dryads. As in The Lion,the Witch, and the Wardrobe, there were battles; both faced alone and with companions. But those days only helped me grow closer to God and to friends.
This last summer changed me. I felt as if my life posture was fixed. For so long I had it was all about me. But it isn’t. All that I have and am belong to God. And that is the way I want to live my life. The people at Csehy helped me see that.
I love Csehy, but it is only a shadow of what is to come. One day, I’ll pass through the doorway, just like Lucy in The Last Battle.