The other day I got an email about possibly speaking in Ireland. I would love to do that and think it would be hilarious to do the first Stuff Christians Like roadshow, which does involve Skittles but not eagles, in Ireland instead of Atlanta where I am from. But I have a serious question for all of you, do I have to make people cry on the last night of the speaking engagement?That is how camp was for me. There were a few things that you knew were going to happen every year:
1. A prank would get out of control and I would have to apologize to several people.
2. The cooks would cover food with a layer of cheese to make you think you hadn't eaten the same thing the day before.
3. The main speaker would make you cry on the last night.
Now, I have to make a distinction about the crying. There are really two types when it comes to the last night:
1. Camp is over.
This is when you cry because you are going to miss everyone you hung out with. You go ahead and pretend that you'll stay close throughout the year and you'll email and pray for each other, but you won't. You'll add them on facebook, cry when they sing "Friends are Friends forever" and then go home an completely, almost instantaneously forget about ole what's her name. It's like Toad the Wet Sprocket sang in "Walk on the Ocean," "We said we'd send letters and all those little things. They knew we were lying. They smiled just the same."
2. The elbow of guilt.
This is when you cry because the main speaker drops an elbow of guilt on you. He or she has had you on the ropes all week, doing some solid ministering building up slowly to the main event, but on Saturday night they unleash their A game. This is the moment when they ask you to lay something down at the foot of the cross. Or give something to God, which is of course either your CDs or your boyfriend.
So I guess my question is, do you want to cry if I come speak? I mean, I can make it happen. I'll probably lead off by doing a few minutes of silence where I just have words written on big note cards. I've seen that cardboard testimonies video a lot. (An inspiration they might have gotten from Brandon Heath, who took it from INXS, who took it from Bob Dylan.) But my version is going to be like that scene from the movie "Love Actually." And then, I'll probably tell you a touching story about my pet rabbit that died, Elizabeth Floppystill III, saving the life of an elderly woman in my neighborhood. Then I'll show you pictures of my kids and play the syrupy song "Butterfly Kisses." And then I'll end by saying God wants you to give up your Wii's and Xboxes, to me.
It is going to be awesome.
p.s. Yes, that is Dawson. Joey dumped him after camp. It was brutal.
If I were ever lucky enough to experience SCL LIVE!!! I think I would only want to cry from laughing too much.
ReplyDeleteAlso, this one year, this one year at Christian camp, I was in the midst of some sort of adolescent torment and cried, like, every night at the altar. By the final night, I was kinda cried out, but I didn't really know what to do with myself, seeing as I had passed all my other nights crying, so I kinda just hung out over to the side, watching everyone else cry. Good times.
mmm yes you should come to Ireland. You would love it. And it would be good for you to get a international feel for churches because we have so many of our own "stuff chrsitians like". Do you guys do the hands in the air thing for worship? Do you have the typical Christian activity like bowling? We do. Can you spot a Christian teenager a mile off because of the way they dress. We can. Or how about the let's have a fundraiser table quiz or car wash (let's not put any imagination into it in other words ha) Maybe you do too but oh well, come to Ireland anyway. Where have you been invited to speak Jon?
ReplyDeleteIs it bad that you don't cry on your final night at camp? I always knew it was coming, but could never bring myself to give in!
ReplyDeletebutterfly kisses? expect a lynching.
ReplyDeletei mean it, i'll come over the chairs and get my hands around your neck so fast...
sorry. the only tears that song induces are tears of excruciating pain.
i think you could bring an audience to tears without the schmaltz. you do that already, just thru the world wide interweb! so as long as your timing and delivery aren't lame -
oh wait, you're a writer. and we know how those readings at bookstores are, when famous writers come to read to us (yawn).
but see, i think you're an imp at heart, with a twisted and funny perspective that keeps us all honest while we're laughing. writing is just your current delivery method.
so try the camp cry along. just know if you're honest to your gifts that you may make some cry, while others wet their pants, all of us laughing and loving the leg drops of insight sprinkled on the funny.
and seriously, no bob what's his name. never mention the song again. promise, jon.
you actually do have to make people cry...it's kind of a rule. Many people will actually be saving up their crying when they realize that they will be coming to a conference/camp, and if you don't make them cry, you risk serious ridicule and the chance that they will revolt and throw the bracelets that every kid/adult gets at camp/conference.
ReplyDeleteIt would be a shower of disapproving bracelets coming down on you. The only thing that would calm the crowd is when they make YOU cry.
Either way, someone's going to be crying that night...I wouldn't take the risk that it might be you.
Oh yes, Bob Dylan. I think we should start a new movement where the entire camp is centered around Bob Dylan and his music. Each day could be a different song. What would that do to the tears...
ReplyDelete...possibilities are endless...
I would venture to say the last night cry, might be partially responsible for the breakup after a "retreat". Retreat of course this time meaning Camp. But I digress.
ReplyDeleteI'm just saying. The guilt, everything. It adds up.
I never really understood why the counselors thought God would want our trashy C.D.s and magazines anyway...
ReplyDeleteI would rather laugh. "Butterfly Kisses" won't make me cry. "He's My Son" always does, though, so please don't play that one... lol. I would love to come to a SCL show!
ReplyDeleteI trying to not be envious of you getting to go to Ireland. It isn't working so well so far.
Van der Beek AND Toad the Wet Sprocket in the same post? You rule.
ReplyDeleteAnd I agree with Another Lisa, NO "BUTTERFLY KISSES" or I will boycott SCL forever and ever, amen.
Speaking of Van der Beek, have you ever seen the horribly-bad-acting Christian apocalyptic movies on the Christian channels? There's this actor with some vague name like David Smith who looks like James Van der Beek--long face, blonde hair and all. My husband and I call him "that Van der Beek guy." Anyway, you should do a post about bad Christian movies. It would be awesome. We watch them just for the laughs. Did you ever watch "SuperChristian" in youth group? We did. "When Tomorrow Never Comes"? We did. Ah, the memories.
Wow, that would be awesome!!! I want tickets!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds similar to my camp. This year, a student actually got up during "student share time" and spoke about her cat who was no more(it took me a minute to figure out if she was talking about her grandmother or cat). It made for an interesting campfire night.
dawson.....seriously....that is a post in and of itself.....:the good boy/stretching his wings/lovin his woman no matter what: syndrome....can go either way....(i had on of those)
ReplyDeletei was the champion cry girl
all week @ camp....
cried with all my friends as they talked to me through there snotty sobs
then i cried for myself...
it is inevitable to have tears...
and to have :that face:
(thanks dawson for displaying it so well)
Ireland? Not bad. But it's no Louisville, I'll tell you that right now. Ireland has cool pubs with mysterious woll-sweater-wearin folks. Louisville has backyard stills with bootleg whiskey and overall clad folks named Buck or Rooster. Ireland is all "four leaf clovers" and "leprachans". Louisville is "chicken dance" and "cousin daddy". Come here.
ReplyDeletePoor Dawson. Joey dumped him for Scientology and Tom Cruize. I had no idea it was at church camp.
You just make me happy.
ReplyDeletei can't believe how incredible that picture is. oh, how i miss the days when katie holmes was just an awkward girl from the wrong side of the river.
ReplyDeleteWell if I start to cry it might make my mascara run. How many points is that for a metrosexual worship leader?
ReplyDeleteOh well, I hear you on the 3 camp experiences. I experienced all 3 of them only I was the one who made my the guys in my cabin cry.
They weren't getting involved in the services AT ALL. So I oh so subtly told them, "I guess Jesus hanging on the cross naked, bloody, and beaten for 6 hours isn't enough reason for you to pay attention for 2 hours."
Not my best ministry moment. Whatever
I went to a camp where they did a dance to "Butterfly Kisses."
ReplyDeleteIt made me cry. And roll on the floor in stiches.
(For those of you playing along in the audience, yes, I was laughing.)
I wish there was a video...I don't think there is though. If I find it, I'll share.
Uh, wait a minute.
ReplyDeleteIs the goal to bring the audience to tears, or to bring the audience to truth?
I mean, back in high school when they taught us about geometry, I don't remember anyone singing emotionally manipulative songs about sines and cosines and the equality of opposite angles.
Have we abandoned reason? Have we concluded that Christianity can't stand up to logical analysis, so we just have to skip the cerebrum and go straight for the brain stem?
The only retreat I can ever remember enjoying was about 4 years ago. It was a Wild at Heart retreat. There were a bunch of guys, burned out by trying to be Christians, sitting around smoking cigars and drinking the smuggle in beer. Best church retreat I ever went to. No hand holding and very few private moments where you had to share. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteLin
www.godisgoodlifesucks.com
just like "there is no crying in baseball", there should be no crying at an SCL event......just moments of silence, followed by ROFLOLPIMP......
ReplyDeleteOnly if you go to Ireland in the next two weeks...cuz that's when I will be there. :)
ReplyDeleteI became a Christian at an early age and have attended church since birth. Let me just say that you are so on point it's not even funny. This website is hilarious, and it's a fun way to just relax and not take ourselves so seriously. Keep 'em coming!!!
ReplyDeleteI only went to camp once in my life, and that was when I was already an adult and in the capacity of "camp missionary." The last night was pretty much what you described. Everybody knew the speaker at campfire was a huge football fan. I can't remember which team. He talked about total devotion to Jesus and how we had to cut off anything that inhibits our "walk." He swore off watching or listening to ANY football that year, and to seal the deal he burned his team ballcap in the bonfire. It was pretty moving, despite my shabby description.
ReplyDeleteLast summer my feelings that my first week as a camp speaker went poorly were confirmed on the last night when not a single person cried and only 2 kids even stood up to share.
ReplyDeleteI never saw an eval. but it was all the speaker report card I needed.
"Butterfly Kisses" is a weeper. "He's My Son" is even more so.
ReplyDeleteBut WHO can possibly top "Thankyou"?? Ray Boltz's all time winner of the "sappy, maudlin, guilt tripping, schmaltztacular, trip through musical hell"???
When it first came out, our Christian station played it every 15 minutes. I actually stopped listening to that station, and went secular, for MONTHS just to avoid lines like "I know a ly-eeef that wuuuuz say-ay-ay-yvd!"
When one of our best friends sang it in church, without warning me, my poor husband had to repeat "keep it together!!" in my ear until our friend finished reducing the entire congregation to a snotty mess.
Even now just thinking about it? I need Benadryl. And a straw.
i don't think i'd cry, but i might scream "JESUS!" while you pause to take a sip of water.
ReplyDeleteFinally someone has the guts to quote Toad the Wet Sprocket!
ReplyDeleteif you talk about the crucifixion, don't forget the resurrection. That's all I ask for the last night Jesus died for you guilt trip.
ReplyDeleteMeghan S.
I wish you would come speak at our homeschooling convention. A seminar demonstrating the 5 levels of "stop that" church hand grab would be very helpful. I doubt anyone would cry, but you could get a "Jesus!" screamer in the crowd.
ReplyDeleteyou must make people cry. it's in the official retreat/camp speaking manual!
ReplyDeletei actually told my friend who was speaking at our retreat that we'd pay him by the tears... and boy, did he work his magic. haha
You wanna hear something scary? I was listening to "Walk on the Ocean" as I read this. hmmmm......
ReplyDeleteyou can make me cry but you can't have my Wii...no way......
ReplyDeleteI am one of those people who never lets anyone cry alone- if someone else is crying, I inevitably join in. The worst part is it not only happens in a group- I tear up when someone cries on TV, in a movie, etc. It is so bad that my husband stops what he is doing to look over to watch when I will start crying. Needless to say, the last night cry fest at camp did me in every time.
ReplyDeleteSo, if you try to make people cry at SCL Live, you will succeed in at least one case.
I do, however, have to agree with everyone on Butterfly Kisses- hate is not a strong enough word. That is the most nauseating song ever written.
lele- SuperChristian? What an awesome idea for a post! Just thinking about those old movies makes me laugh! Does anyone remember "Final Exit" or "Kevin Can Wait"?
Depends on your crowd. If it involves teen/tween girls then yes, the making them cry is essential. That's what makes you a really, REALLY good speaker.
ReplyDeleteJon,
ReplyDeleteThis has nothing at all to do with camp...but I thought that Jen was always the better match for Dawson, anyway...and Pacey and Joey seemed to be more compatible...really, Dawson was a whiny little weenie afraid of commitment and was pretty selfish, too....and really, you didn't know that Joey was pining for you all those years...come on, I could see it in season one.
(Not that I watched every single episode and have most of them on DVD now...no, that would make me a little scary now, wouldn't it?....hey, how about a Dawson's Creek post of SCL? If you can tie in Richard Marx, you can do this, too! While you're at it, maybe throw in a little "90210", too. OK, I'm done...any more and I think you'll ban me from here.)
"So now you don't hafta wait for this post to be over...doot doo doo doo doo.."
logical anonymous, the answer is 'yes'.
ReplyDeleteI work for a church camp. If the last night's speaker doesn't get the job done (ie. make kids cry), we have a pinch-hitter come in a close the deal.
Kids WILL cry and they WILL fill out a decision card so we have a record of it. AMEN.
Am I a heathen if I laugh at all the people crying? How about if I vomit during "Butterfly Kisses"
ReplyDeleteI think you should get people crying and then switch things up by suddenly telling them all you were kidding. You don't think they need to feel convicted about (whatever the subject) in fact...and then launch into a live SCL post about said subject.
ReplyDeleteJust a suggestion, of course. ;)
And get it on video.
Everyone keeps voting for "Butterfly Kisses" what about "Christmas Shoes"? I'm pretty sure my mom believes sweet baby Jesus slow dances to that song. She ALWAYS cries whenever it comes on.
ReplyDeleteI know its not a camp song but maybe for a Christmas cantata cry fest.
All the dirty little mooch wants his some stinkin' shoes. Somebody help the little brat out!
I might possibly have no soul
Oh yeah add "Watch the Lamb" to Crybaby McCryerson's list of songs that he needs the tissues for.
ReplyDeleteanon (the one who wrote about geometry)- Great point, but we did have that mnemonic device of SOH CAH TOA for trigonometry.
ReplyDeleteBesides, everyone knows that teenagers don't have the ability to think logically. Flawed logic maybe, but sound logic, nope. We do know they have tons of emotion thanks to the swelling hormones, so we appeal to that.
Saturday night, Jon? Ours was always a Thursday night.
ReplyDeleteJon, if you come to speak I'll probably just begin crying randomly when I think of the bits of your testimony that you've share and how far God has brought you. Yes, I'm that dude. That dude who stores up tearjerkers in his head and can cry at the drop of a dime.
ReplyDeleteYou quoted a lyric from Toad the Wet Sprocket. I can't decide if that's you being authentically lame or you being 'Stuff Christians Like' satire lame.
ReplyDeleteWe always called it Sloppy Agape.
ReplyDeleteYammit! michael from okc stole my thunder with "Christmas Shoes!" All those tear jerker songs just bug me to no end because they're so obviously written with the intent to make us cry. That's why I like Seal. He's amazing. He never prints his song lyrics, and even if he did, who the heck can figure out what he's singing about anyway?:
ReplyDelete"Future love paradise, no the riders will not stop us cause the only drug they'll find is paradise, Oh we'll belivin' in a pardise, the riders will not stop us, cause the only love they'll find is paradise, future love paradise..."
now I'm all misty....gotta go...
I only cried once at camp on the last night and some guy gave me a side hug. I don't ever cry in public now. Ever. I know what your thinking. No, not even then.
ReplyDeleteOurs was on Thursday, I think. They called it "Commitment Night." I went to camp 5 summers (They did Jr high and HS together, and I missed a year.) I just remember it as the one night we had a big bonfire and peopld got up and tried to talk through sobs. I didn't cry except for, I think 1 year. I always felt totally uncomfortable. I think I only cried that one year because I was "in love" w/ my ex-boyfriend and he had another GF. (Who was in my dorm room!!)
ReplyDeleteI realize this was not what I was supposed to take away, but nevertheless, this post reminded me of how much I loved Dawson's Creek, much to the chagrin of .... well .... everyone.
ReplyDeleteOkay, I'm reading this really late, but that description of camp definitely made me cry... laughing. Everything you said was absolutely true. It might be nice to actually laugh at the end of camp instead of cry (though I am no longer 14 anymore- I don't know if I can even be an authority on emotional camp reactions at the old age of 28).
ReplyDeleteFor three decades I've been in vocational ministry, and have spent over three years of my life as a camp speaker. i concur with many of your observations.
ReplyDeleteThough I think camp is a wondrous place for the Spirit to work, it is also a dangerous place for (perhaps unintentionally) spiritual manipulation to take place to produce "decisions" that don't stand the test of reentry into the "real" world.
Camp is much like R&R when I was in Nam; one day getting shot at, the next on a plane to Australia to party hearty but in the back of the mind is the countdown to back to the battle zone.
So is camp an "unreal" place...and woe be those counselors/speakers who press for decisions rather than ask the Spirit to honor His Word and prayer and significantly, and lastingly, impact students' lives.
Again, after speaking for about 180 weeks of camp, I am very much "for" effective camp ministry, but effectiveness is NOT measured by "body counts," but by the One who sees hearts.
Last year at the summer camp the kids from my church go to, we experienced SobFest 2007. The entire room of 3rd-5th graders were, as a friend of mine says, "snot bubble crying." The adults kind of looked on in amazement.
ReplyDeleteI think it was a combination of 4 things:
1. It was REALLY hot.
2. They were tired.
3. They would miss their new friends.
4. God could have actually been touching some hearts!
My Dad (who experienced this also) said to compare SobFest 2007 to SobFest 2008 which should happen by this time next week. It made an impact.
I worked at a church camp where we all got the "cruise ship virus" and so instead of a last night cry fest, we all had diahrrea. Trust me. I'd take a cry fest over "rrea-fest" anytime.
ReplyDeleteThe only event as predictable as the last night cry is the string of testimonies from the kids during the Sunday evening service on the day of return.
ReplyDeleteEach kid is wearing dirty, wrinkled clothes or something very nerdy because they wore their cool clothes during the carnal (LOVE that word) first half of camp when they were trying to score a girlfriend/boyfriend. They don't care, however, because they're on a spiritual high post The Cry and no longer care about material possessions and vanity.
Testimonies go something like this:
"Ok, like, I mean, God is sooo awesome! And, like, I know me and my friends, we like, have been on this spiritual high and everything in years past and then we fell back into sin and stuff but, like I mean.. God is so awesome and this time its going to last!! I love you guys.... waaaaaahhhhhhhh."
Many also start with
"I mean, I was NOT going to go to camp this year and God performed this total miracle because the only reason that I went, to be honest, is that this girl was going to go that is totally hot but I don't care anymore because I just love Jesus and want to be pure and stuff but anyway, my friend Dustin told me I should go and God convicted me only I thought that it was my own lust but it was God and so I went and I'm so glad because I got saved again this year for the 4th time, praise Jesus."
Oh, the other post camp treasure are the 'special songs' that were sung throughout the week during camp. Nothing says talent like an Amy Grant re-do in 4-part harmony sung by pubescent voices.
Only this time, they're sung with great fervor, animation and emphasis because the singer has been completely renewed by the cry.