My name is Pavithra, and I am 15 years old. Today, I want to share what the true and living God has done in my life. I was born into a family where we worshipped cow and stone idols. From childhood, I bowed before things that could not speak, hear, or respond. I followed those ways because that is all I knew. But inside my heart, I still felt empty. When I started attending the CCI programs, I heard about Jesus for the first time in a different way. I learned that He is not a

I come from a Gypsy family where people consider us low caste and avoid mingling with us. My ancestors worshipped animals and nature, not knowing the true Creator, Jesus Christ. When I was 10 years old, a Christian pastor visited our colony and invited us to a Day Camp. Unlike others, he loved and cared for us. At the camp, I learned songs, games, and stories about Jesus. That day, a light entered my heart that no darkness could overcome. I realized that Jesus came not just f

In the border province of Banteay Meanchey, near the Thai–Cambodian border, a powerful story of faith continues to unfold—one that reminds us that the Church is not a building, but the people of God. During the conflict between Cambodia and Thailand, Chhai Ra and several families from her church were forced to flee their homes. They temporarily sought refuge at a church in Siem Reap Province, leaving behind everything familiar. When the conflict ended, Chhai Ra returned to Si

I grew up in a small Gypsy colony on the edge of town — a place the world rarely noticed. Life was simple yet filled with silent pain; people saw us as outcasts, unworthy of belonging. Our families followed old traditions, worshipping idols and animals, hoping they would bring us peace. Deep down, I longed to know if there was something — someone — real beyond all this. But one summer, when I was just a little girl, a group of Christians came with Esther and her dad. They ran

I come from a Gypsy colony where people often reject and neglect us. Our community used to worship many lifeless idols and even animals, not knowing the true and living God. When I was eight years old, my life changed forever. A Christian missionary, John Chidambaram, began running a Bible camp in our colony. For the first time, I met people who truly loved and cared for us — the ones society had forgotten. At the camp, I heard the powerful message: “Love God and love your ne

My name is Nisha, and I am 10 years old. I come from a Hindu family, but my heart belongs to Jesus. I first learned about Jesus when I attended a CCI summer camp at the age of 7. It was my very first camp, and everything there felt so special — the songs, the games, and especially the stories about Jesus. I remember feeling a peace in my heart that I had never felt before. After camp, I started attending the weekly Saturday follow-up program at church. That’s where I learned

My name is Meena 12 years old, and this summer I’m attending the CCI camp for the fourth time. Every week when I step onto the church grounds for the follow-up program, it feels like coming home. But it wasn’t always this way. My parents usually don’t allow me to go to Christian programs. Four years ago, I was visiting my aunt’s house during the holidays. My cousins were going to a local CCI camp and asked me to come along. I didn’t know what to expect, but that one week chan

My name is Chum Chivorn, and I am 13 years old. The teachers at my church invited me to join their weekly follow-up program, and I am so...

My name is Lim Sreylin, and I am twelve years old. I want to give thanks to the Lord for completely transforming my life. Lim Sreylin...

In the Word of God and the love of Jesus, thousands of children in Brazil are being transformed through the ministry of Children’s Camps...

Children’s Camps International started in 2003, with the first camps starting in Southeast Asia. The first camper that signed up for camp...