Growing up, Makala had worked as a Counselor in Training for SpringHill Day Camps. Though it was a good experience, she said she’d never work for SpringHill.
A few years passed and Makala needed a summer job. As she talked with a friend and shared her need for a short, six-week job, her friend was adamant: SpringHill will hire you.
“I fell in love with camp that summer—the kids, the environment, the fun of camp.” Yet, despite the great experience, she didn’t plan on returning.
After her second year of teaching wrapped up, Makala put in her notice and opted for a change. She moved to Grand Rapids, MI. “I didn’t know anyone there, but it seemed new and exciting,” she says of the move.
In the back of her mind, it was also close to a familiar place: SpringHill. “I was considering what camp could look like full time. The central offices of SpringHill were close to Grand Rapids, so I was also trying to put myself in the vicinity incase an opportunity arose. After spending the last five summers at camp, I couldn’t get it out of my mind.”
Then, COVID-19. As it became clear there weren’t going to be any immediate opportunities in camp ministry, Makala turned to a teaching aid position. For the year she kept considering—do I teach, or not?
By the end of the year, she had her conclusion. The values she held close—deep relational connection, aliveness and fun in the day to day, a safe environment to champion and to be championed—teaching wasn’t honoring to them. While Makala thought she would need to spend one more year as a teaching assistant to find her specific path, she’d made the decision—pursue camp ministry.