Sorry to have been MIA recently. I’ve had a lot of stuff going on recently, including being at church camp all last week, that has kept me away from blogging. But I’m back now!
I have several things to share over the next few days, but for now I’ll just share a little about camp. I’m nearly caught up on the laundry, unpacking, and grocery shopping; but unfortunately even after 11 hours(!) of sleep last night my brain still hasn’t caught up from all the late nights. Forgive me if this post is a bit incoherent.
Camp was fantastic. I really can’t even begin to describe how wonderful it was and what a blessing this week has been to me. The best I can recall, this was my 13th year at camp (seven years as a camper, five years as a counselor and one year just as a helper). The memories I have at camp are some of my favorite ones and this week was no exception. I know camp is technically for the kids, but I think the adults get as much or maybe more out of it than them. I know I sure did. It was so encouraging to see our young people being leaders and learning about God, to spend time fellowshipping with other Christians, and to just get away from the world for a while. It hasn’t been hard to come back to my husband (I missed him!), nice comfy bed, and bug-less, snake-less showers, but it sure was hard to leave the group of wonderful people that I lived with for a week.
I went in to this week not knowing very many people at all. That didn’t bother me since I’m pretty outgoing and in a way it was actually kind of nice to go in with no preconceived notions. I got to meet so many great people and got to know other members of our church better. I had the oldest girls cabin (ages 14-17). At times it was a challenge, but I really did fall in love with those sweet young ladies and look forward to being with them in the future.
Oh and something that was really cool – the camp facilities we used were the same ones I went to the majority of my years as a camper (Camp Leatherwood in White Bluff, TN). It was so fun to go back to the same place years later. Singing devotional songs in the amphitheater gave me goosebumps because that was where I learned most of those songs and now there I was, years later, with a totally different group of people, teaching those same songs to the next generations. Amazing.
And here’s the overview of my week in one long run-on sentence: singing, porch swings, Bible class, great lessons, fantastic food, cell phone drama, snake in the bathroom, card games and laughter until three in the morning, S’Mores, puzzles, getting pooped on (by a baby), more singing, cold nights, stormy nights, toddler-chasing, toddler snuggles, crafts, less sleep than I ever thought I could survive on, feeling just a dirty after getting out of the shower, making new friends, re-connecting with old, and loving every minute. Making memories, man!
My heart is so full but I can’t seem to find any more words. So there you have it – camp was great and I’m already ready for next year (just no snakes, please).
(P.S. I took not one picture with my real camera and only a few with the camera on my phone! What is wrong with me?)