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17th July 2009

Sand, sea, and scripture

Beach missions have endured since Victorian times as a popular way to evangelise families. Last year, Eleanor Handley joined the Scripture Union team in Suffolk

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Games in the sand

SCRIPTURE UNION has been running beach missions since 1868, after its founder, Josiah Spears, put on a service for children, and organised activities for them, while on holiday in Llandudno, North Wales.

Southwold, in Suffolk, was among the organisation’s early mission locations. And it has made the first two weeks of August a highlight of my summers, ever since I was five years old.

A few years ago, like others before me, I moved from being a customer to joining the leadership team — with the result that I probably get messier now than ever before.

The aim of every beach mission run by Scripture Union, and by organisations such as the United Beach Missions, is to teach people about Jesus, and about what it means to be a Christian.



Faith and fun: Joining in the actions

A lesser-known aim on the Southwold mission has been to teach the leadership team what it means to be sleep-deprived. Since the sale of the boarding school which used to accommodate the team, the 40 to 60 leaders have become accustomed to camping on Southwold Common. From these tents and marquees, activities and events for children, teenagers, and parents are all arranged.

As ever, the mission is rewarding and inspiring as we work (and play) together as a team, and see God at work in what we are doing. There are always challenges, however, and last summer especially so, as a succession of storms system­atically flatten our sleeping tents and break two out of the three marquees.

One of our less enjoyable mornings is spent holding down marquees in gale-force winds and rain, while others try to dismantle them without incurring injury or further damage. Parents wander up with their children to ask when we are going to open. Even so, we remain cheerful, singing rain- and storm-themed beach songs.

As a result of the bad weather, we are blessed with the hospitality of Southwold residents, who offer spaces for those who had to abandon tents. The team has links with all the Southwold churches, and the support they offer is invaluable: in particular, the use of their wonderfully dry and sturdy church halls.

A TYPICAL DAY in “Camp Glory” begins with the dilemma whether to: (a) get up extra early to drive to the local campsite showers; (b) brave the solar showers (which may have been fine had there been any sun); or (c) decide to put off the question until tomorrow. The latter usually seems the most appealing; at least one leader went all week without showering.

We are encouraged to have a morning quiet-time, either in the camp or on the beach, at “sunrise”. Sunrise (starting at 8 a.m., fortun­ately) is one of my favourite parts of the day in Southwold. The beach is almost deserted, and the sun, when it shines, makes a dazzling path on the sea.



The team and kids on the beach; Eleanor is sitting among her charges

A brief under-rehearsed (or skilfully improvised) sketch precedes a short time for group Bible studies, followed by breakfast prepared in a beach hut. This is followed by a team-gathering in the marquee for prayer triplets, often simply for more energy after disturbed windy nights.

The morning activities begin at 10 a.m., and the children, aged from five to late teens, arrive promptly. Some are resident in Southwold, or nearby Reydon; others have booked into holiday accommodation specifically for the duration of the mission.

My group of nine- and ten-year-olds start with a game: they parti­cularly like Top Trumps and Bingo, especially when they involve Smarties. As a whole age-group we come together for songs (often with energetic actions and inescapably catchy tunes), games, and prayer.

The morning game involves a leader and child from each of three teams completing an invariably messy challenge. I get off lightly, merely having to crush grapes with my feet and have jam flicked at me. The children have no mercy, and the team has to submit bravely to face­fuls of flour, baked beans, or shaving foam, counting themselves lucky when the game merely involves water.

The teaching material is split between the story of Joseph and his dreams, and Paul. In our group we read through the day’s passage and discuss it, before doing the colouring or wordsearches in the children’s activity booklets.

The children come from many different backgrounds: some know the Bible stories inside out, but there are others for whom it is all new. There is some confusion about Joseph: “Oh, I know about him. . . No, wait, that was Jesus. Or do I mean Nebuchadnezzar?” Once we had sorted out the actual Bible story from the Lloyd Webber’s version, we start making some real progress.

Learning about Paul leads on to the gospel message, and it is exciting to watch the children begin to grasp how Jesus’s sacrifice and God’s love affects them. Some of the children even ask for Bibles to take home, and seem keen to find out more; this is a huge encouragement to the team.



Gospel mission: Scripture Union beach mission leaders at Southwold take part in messy games

It is a brilliant experience to teach and get to know the children, as they are so wonderfully friendly and enthusiastic. Many come back year after year.

AFTER a summing-up of the morning’s teaching, we walk down to the beach and meet the other age-groups for the beach service. We sing more beach songs, and there is a talk and a prayer linked to the day’s teaching. There are also more messy games; few of the team escape custard pies or syrupy faces.

Holidaymakers look on from their deckchairs. One morning, we are aware that Gordon Brown is present on the prom. He did not stay for the custard, though.

Afternoon activities are relaxed. We have Aussie, Pirates, Wild West, and Hollywood themed afternoons, and children and team alike raid dressing-up boxes and charity shops to prepare for these fun, and exhausting, events.

At 5 p.m., we visit the marquee kitchen to collect tea and cake to take to our debriefing meeting. Still full of cake, we have dinner at 6 p.m., and I am always amazed at the delicious hot food the cooks produce under canvas.

Some evenings, there are events for parents and older children, such as a hugely successful quiz evening, and pampering for mums. The teenagers usually have a barbecue on the beach, and last year enjoyed a Masterchef challenge with culinary delights created on a small budget and using only a microwave.

Some of the female team-leaders play an annual netball match against a local team — a highly competitive match, which we win for the first time in ages. This may have been due to my absence from the team, as I am deemed more useful at the “Lads’ and dads’ Scalextric night”, putting cars back on the tracks and calming road rage (mostly from the dads).

Free time is spent in the “Comfy Area” (a corner of the marquee with bean bags, moth-eaten sleeping bags, and fold-out chairs), playing highly competitive games of “Taboo”, or “Who’s in the Bag”, or doing cross­words. When the weather permits, we play some epic games of volley­ball, as the sun sets behind the water towers and the mosquitoes do their worst.

At 9 p.m., it is time for the daily fellowship meeting, during which we huddle under sleeping bags and listen to a talk, pray, and praise God together, singing songs that can be heard far across the common. The day ends with “supper drinks” — hot chocolate and tea — and cakes, and a last trip to the Portaloo before bed. Sometimes there is time for cards and chat, before Jenny (the generator) is turned off at 11 p.m., and darkness signals the time for much-needed sleep.

THE beach-mission team is a hugely diverse group of people, from 16-year-olds waiting for exam results to those in their 60s enjoying cream teas and tennis with the parents’ age-group. The crew of “Team Kids”, consisting of babies and children of team members, adds to the family atmosphere — and noise levels — in the campsite.

There is also a diversity in opinion, which is inevitable among a large group of people with strong beliefs. Many of the leaders are from an Evangelical background, and the style of worship is very different from the Anglican tradition I am used to at home. Worship songs and times of open prayer were unfamiliar and daunting at first, but I have found these experiences integral to my spiritual growth, and, when I am worshipping at evening fellowship meetings, I often feel closer to God than at any other time.

The supportive environment of the team encourages me to challenge my ideas and discuss difficult questions with those around me. Last year, issues such as homosexuality and women clergy were debated in an open and friendly manner as we laid tables for dinner and washed pots and pans.

One of the many reasons I go back each year is the memory of my childhood in Southwold. I remember the excitement of seeing the team arrive, and the joy of seeing my favourite leaders come back each year. After morning activities, I would run home to show off proudly the things I had made: green rock-buns and iced biscuits piled high with sweets and sprinkles; bead bracelets; or an oversized decorated T-shirt.

I have memories of water-fights in the rain, and trips to the penny sweet shop on the way to the beach service, games on the sand dunes, and obstacle courses on the common. The Christian message was always played out in the fun we had and in the friendships that sprang up between us.

There is something magical about being a part of the beach mission team; a sense of unity and friendship in the presence of God, and I always hate to leave. Even the challenges we faced, from tiredness to stormy weather, led us to rely on God’s strength in a way I often forget to do in my daily life at home.

Scripture Union is running beach missions in 17 different locations in 2009. United Beach Missions is running beach missions in the UK and abroad.

www.ubm.org.uk

 

www.scriptureunion.org.uk/SummerMissions/1507.id

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