I wake up the next morning and head to my office to start a new day of work. With no scheduled meetings going on, Jesse and I were going to finish up the last of our paperwork there and simply be there for the campers who needed us. As we approach the portable, a group of people greet us out front. To our delight, it was the same group of ten we hosted last night.

They all beamed with a smile. "Good morning, Pastor Max and Pastor Jesse!"

"Aw, thanks guys. That really made our day!"

Beth spoke for the group. "We just ask that before we start, you guys can pray for us and our day. Also as a gift, we put up American and Canadian flags, with a Christian flag in between, on the portable. It shows that two nations can come together in praising God!"

I looked at them in excitement. "Thanks, and for sure guys, just let me go put this soda can in the trash."

The group of campers suddenly begin to panic and shout in unison. "No, don't!"

I looked back in puzzlement. "Why not, guys?"

"You won't like what you find there."

I kept walking towards the side of the portable. As I toss my empty can of Mountain Dew into the trash bin, I look up at the wall. What I then saw shocked me as I read it.

"Jesus is a –." I won't say the last two words, but needless to say, it instantly ruined what looked like a perfect morning. To add insult to injury, the large cross I had placed a few days ago was torn out of its spot and strewn on its side, with the plastic cover and several of its bulbs shattered.

"Jesse! Come back here, there's a problem!" Jesse rushed back towards to portable's side as he too is shocked by the offending scene of carnage.

"Oh my gosh!" Our screams were enough to bring the group of campers right to where we were standing, all with saddened looks on their faces. Izzy comes forward and speaks to Jesse and I.

"Yeah, we found that on the portable when we got here, so we, like, tried to give you guys that greeting in the hopes that you wouldn't notice it..." She then looks down as she trails off ending that sentence.

I finally speak for the first time since my discovery. "None of you would happen to know who did this?! I certainly hope it was none of you!" At this point, I was in a complete state of agitation.

LeShawna spoke up. "Of course not, Pastor Max! We LOVED the get-together last night!" Owen then added, "Yeah, you guys made it special with all the stuff we did, and the pizza…" At that point, I couldn't even listen to the others anymore.

Jesse came up to me. "Max, calm down! Ok, breathe, breathe, breeeaathe, there. The campers can explain." Feeling less tense, I look onto Jesse and the group again. I almost had to force myself to speak.

"Ok, at this point, I don't want to play the blame game; that won't work. So, I'll ask again. Do any of you know at all what happened?"

Courtney raised her hand. "I think I may know."

"I second that." DJ added.

"Yes?"

Courtney added. "Well, I do know someone who often has a can of spray paint in his pocket."

DJ built on that statement. "Yeah, and I did hear someone sneak out of our cabin last night."

I get excited. "Well, do you know their name? What they look like? Don't be afraid to spill the beans! We need to know this. Is this kid usually a troublemaker?" The group of campers all nod their heads.

DJ looked around and then came closer to me. "Can I whisper the name? I share a cabin with this dude, and he would go after me if he knew I told on him."

"Sure, DJ."

"Before I do though, do you promise that you'll keep my name secret here."

"Fair enough." DJ than whispered his name to me.

"Thank you, DJ." I look at the group with relief, though I was still annoyed by what happened. "Jesse, you lead the group in prayer, I'll go speak to Chris about this." I walk around back to the scene of the earlier vandalism. "Forgive him, Lord. For he knows not what he does." I mutter as I look up to the sky. I then take my cell phone out of my pocket.

"Yo, Max! What's up, my hombre?!" Chris warmly greeted.

"Chris, I'm really not in the mood for fancy greetings! I just texted you a picture of what I found this morning."

Chris replied in shock. "Wow. I know not everyone was enamored with you guys, but that is pretty extreme. That sucks, dude. I'll be sure to find out more at breakfast."

"No need, a few campers came forward with specific information."

"Go on…"