it’s easy to feel insignificant in this huge world.
I was looking at a friend’s facebook page last night and she had this quote in her little box:
“Look at all the stars. You look up and you think, “God made all this and He remembered to make a little speck like me.” It’s kind of flattering, really.” -Morgan Earp
isn’t that just lovely?
Well, this is my second day home from camp and so far while I do miss it, I’m enjoying getting used to being home and in ‘normal’ life. If you care to see some pictures that I took this past week, you can find them here.
These are Kaelove’s shoes. That girl was crazy, she kept me laughing all week long. 🙂
Longer post later.
The shampoo is greener when it’s someone else’s. 😉
I don’t really like how the picture or editing came out… oh well. I did it in a hurry.
I’m off to Angel Tree Middler week. Eek! Hopefully it goes well. This week I will probably be dealing more with fighting and attitudes than I have all summer, along with listening to the stories they have to tell. I’m looking forward to the story part, although that’s really rough sometimes. I wish I could keep all the kids and make everything alright for them and love them like they ought to be loved. But I know God has a plan for their lives.
Pray that God will be glorified and his will will be done during this last week of camp, and also that I and the other staff at Bethel would be overflowing with energy, patience, and love for these kids.
I’m excited!! 😀
I have finished Teen week and my second to last week of camp. It was a wonderful week, to be sure. More drama than usual, but I’d been expecting it.
Of course, this week I found that the place where a lot of the kids minds were and the source of some of the drama going on was relationships, which caused me to reflect a bit. Personally, I’ve chosen to walk the courtship route… But that’s a post for another day.
I just don’t see the point in getting as close as some of them were so young. I was thinking about it during Chapel one evening and came up with an analogy that I think is rather clever, if I do say so myself. It goes like this: A baby tree is planted too close to another seedling. As the two grow, they get all the things they need to thrive as adult trees, and all the while the space between them shrinks and their roots become intertwined with each other, until it gets to the point that they are so close to uproot one would kill the other. One of the trees grows faster than the other, and starts to steal nutrients from the other, and eventually the tree will wither and die of malnourishment.
I think it’s the same with people. If you get too close with someone too soon, you become too dependant on them, which is dangerous. Adult trees do just fine with other trees, and can even be pretty close to them without harm. But while they are seedlings they’re doing the most growing and need the largest space ratio.
I dunno. Maybe I’m just an odd kid who zones out and thinks about plants in relation to romance randomly. (Dig that annunciation!)
This coming week is angel tree middler week and my last week of camp! *sob* I’m looking forward to it, but I’m rather intimidated again. I’ve heard a lot about these kids and how crazy this week is going to be.
& Side note — A friend of mine who works at camp got one of those cheap-o bouncy balls mailed to her this week… no box or anything, they just slapped a stamp, an address and a note on it and stuck it in the mail. So of course I’m going to try it. hehe 🙂
I feel like this summer has matured me. I finally realize a bit of what it’s like to be on the adult side of things, rather than the kid. It’s a bit weird thinking that a couple years ago when I came to this camp, the counselors were probably going through the same things I am now, like wondering what’s going on in the kids’ heads and wishing you could keep them all forever and ever and having them pop into your head so randomly and wondering what they’re going home to… etc.
This past week was great. There seemed to be a bit more drama in my cabin than past weeks, but some of the girls really opened up to me and I was able to talk to them about God and life and silly things and serious stuff, and I feel like I really got through.
One of the girls shared with me that she was getting adopted this week. She came from a pretty messed up home situation, and last night she broke down crying, saying she didn’t want to go home and she didn’t even know where home was and on and on. I sat with her on a picnic table in the middle of the cabin area and listened to her story, realizing yet again how blessed of a life I lead. This girl inspired me. She’d been through so much, but she still smiled her beautiful smile readily and freely, and she was so joyful all the time.
God is sure making it very clear to me this summer that I don’t know everything. I confess, I’m a classic teenager, I tend to think I know all there is to know. Until now. It’s like that song, What Do I Know Of Holy? except for me it’s more like, what do I know of God? He’s so crazy insane awesome, trying to understand him and his ways is like trying to smell the color nine. To us, it seems impossible and maybe even nonexistant.
But let me tell you, this journey of trying to “smell the color nine” is sure amazing.
I realize the sign in the picture is controversal, but for this purpose, it simply means peace. (yep. I’m shallow. I go for the trendy shots. 😉 )
I apologize for the gaps between posts… I’ll be back home August 8, so you can expect more regular posting then.
camp is going great! I love the campers so much. I think this past week was the best yet, I feel like I was able to bond a lot with the girls and really get to know them well. God is teaching me so much through these kids, it’s crazy. I think I’m learning and being loved more than I’m teaching and loving.
This may sound creepy, but sometimes I’ll wake up in the night just to listen to all those little miracles breathing and snoring and stirring in their sleep. It’s such a beautiful noise. And I love that I get to spend all my time with them during the week. The hardest part is Saturday morning, when they leave and then prep begins for Sunday’s new batch of kids. I always wonder what they’re going home to, what their ‘normal’ life is like. Especially the Angel Tree kids, who have at least one parent in jail and usually the other is an alcoholic or druggie or abusive or something to that effect. They’re the ones with the most love to give, I find. Which is ironic, because you know at home they’re probably not getting a whole bunch. But maybe they are, every situation is different.
Anyway. I should go. Much love to all. ❤
Well! My first week at camp was great! I’m now certified in CPR/AED and shallow water attendant (basically a shallow water lifeguard) and I’ve been fully trained and am now ready for whatever these campers can dish out for me! Or at least I hope I am. I guess I’ll find out tomorrow when they arrive. 🙂
This summer’s verse is John 1:10-14. I just love how the book of John starts out… “In the beginning was the word…” It sounds like the beginning of a huge and epic story. Which it is. But when I read it, I just imagine some deep narrator voice saying it as you watch a forward pan towards the ocean on your mind’s TV screen… then you see a foggy haze above the water and it’s strangely still. The Earth hasn’t begun spinning yet, apparently, and there’s no waves or tide system. And then you see a beautiful luminescent shape hovering above the water and you see it… God’s holy spirit hovering over the water, (Like in Genesis) and it takes your breath away.
And that’s what pops into my mind every time I read “In the beginning was the word…”.
Have a lovely week, all!