Hi there, my name is Rachel, I am 14, and I attended Centrifuge last week - guess who the pastor was? Yeah, it was Jon. I went to Fuge in a state of confusion, and I was seriously looking for answers. Over the past year or so I have had role models and coaches that I considered role models, and that I looked up to. Did they seem to lead good lives and have fun while doing it? Yeppers. Were they Christians? Nope. I figured that if people could lead a good life and have fun then they didn't need God. I approached my bible study leader, Nick, with a few questions and he asked me if I would be willing to talk with Jon, the camp pastor. What was there to lose? Not a thing, or so I thought. Three nights in a row I met with Jon and Nick for a "question and answer" session in which both Jon and I asked and answered each others questions. What I lost during this past week was my "secure grip on reality" that had taken a year to build. I was seven when I had been baptized and the reason I made a decision then was because I wanted to go to heaven. (more)