My favorite moment of Cub Camp (Week 1).
Patty (age 7, half sitting in my lap): "I miss my mommy and my daddy and my brother."
Me: "I miss my mom and dad and sister too."
*pause*
Patty: "When you or any of the staff here hugs me it feels like my mommy."
Me: *heart melts*
Friday, June 25, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I'm in a good place...
...in more ways than one.
First of all, I'm at Camp Wawona, located in the lovely Yosemite National Park. I'm surrounded by 55-ish amazing staff members. They all make me want to be a better person.
Second of all, God and I are on great terms. A couple of weeks ago as I laid in my bed to sleep, I realized I hadn't prayed in a while. Like really prayed. So I jumped up and grabbed my journal. I spilled how I was feeling on the pages and immediately felt better. It was like my soul sighed and said, "It's good to be back." I remembered once again where I was meant to be--walking with God.
How cool is it that we are privileged enough to have the honor of being best friends with the Creator of the universe? That blows my mind. And I get to spend my summer sharing that good news with young people. I just hope I don't get in the way. That's my prayer recently, and one thing I wrote on my "remembrance rock" from our staff communion. It sits by my bed to remind me of what I want from God this summer. I want to add to it what Sonya shared with us in staff worship this morning, but Corinthians 13 won't fit. ;) I want to love better, because love truly is the most important part of life, on this earth or beyond. Because of that, it's also what hurts us the most, and I can't say that I'm not without my own difficulties in that area. But the more I trade my desires for God's desires, the better my quality of life. It's my prayer that you succeed in this area too.
I should go--the kiddies are almost back from the pool. God bless. :)
First of all, I'm at Camp Wawona, located in the lovely Yosemite National Park. I'm surrounded by 55-ish amazing staff members. They all make me want to be a better person.
Second of all, God and I are on great terms. A couple of weeks ago as I laid in my bed to sleep, I realized I hadn't prayed in a while. Like really prayed. So I jumped up and grabbed my journal. I spilled how I was feeling on the pages and immediately felt better. It was like my soul sighed and said, "It's good to be back." I remembered once again where I was meant to be--walking with God.
How cool is it that we are privileged enough to have the honor of being best friends with the Creator of the universe? That blows my mind. And I get to spend my summer sharing that good news with young people. I just hope I don't get in the way. That's my prayer recently, and one thing I wrote on my "remembrance rock" from our staff communion. It sits by my bed to remind me of what I want from God this summer. I want to add to it what Sonya shared with us in staff worship this morning, but Corinthians 13 won't fit. ;) I want to love better, because love truly is the most important part of life, on this earth or beyond. Because of that, it's also what hurts us the most, and I can't say that I'm not without my own difficulties in that area. But the more I trade my desires for God's desires, the better my quality of life. It's my prayer that you succeed in this area too.
I should go--the kiddies are almost back from the pool. God bless. :)
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