So, I’m at work and I have stalled in my quest for consuming my time with what I’m actually being paid to be here for: work. I keep waiting to hear from others about what I might be able to do (my boss, a few other co-workers).
The thing is that I really don’t want to be here. I have enough to do tonight and then from Friday through Monday that I just want to get on with it. And I’d like to sit and relax a little bit, too, if I get the chance.
Last week was incredible. To be at camp when I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to go out this year was so beyond what I ever imagined. The teens we worked with were some of the best we’ve ever had and you could see the Spirit moving in so many of them. The only problems come in with those that break your heart because they are not allowing the Spirit to move in their lives and help them in overcoming all that this world has to offer them.
How wonderful to be refreshed and renewed in God’s Word and in His fellowship for several days, to have anything and everything required of you 24 hours a day, to know that there is an eternal purpose in all that is being done – whether it be making sure kids don’t kill each other on the waterslide or getting up to pick up another pitcher of Kool-Aid.
To be honest, there is no place on earth that I am happier or more challenged, and there is no place on earth that I would rather be than at Mountaintop. Every year, it is such a blessing to see God’s handiwork in the lives of youth. Every year, it is such a blessing to find myself changed at the end of each day.
But it is also a source of heartbreak. The past few days, I’ve been weeping over past campers and staff members who have chosen paths other than those the Lord has provided for them. They have taken on Babylon’s motto: “I am, and there is none besides me”.
And it radically alters their lives.
Yet there are success stories as well, which bring such abundant joy. It is so evident that some of my campers have let Christ remain victorious in their daily living, even at such a young age.
And the salvation that is won! God is certainly gracious!
That doesn’t even begin to describe camp, though. To do that, I would require thousands of pages – there are just too many memories and instances of God’s grace and glory. Praise be to God Most High!
But now, I am home (even though I am at work), and I am finding it hard to sit still. When they re-imaged my machine prior to my departure for camp, they failed to re-install Solitaire and Minesweeper on my computer, so my time-consuming fallbacks are no longer in position. Instead, I have been known to twiddle my thumbs.
Maybe I’ll work on the camp manual that I told Deb I’d work on this fall. Hmm…
Anyway, tonight the wedding chaos ensues. The ladies are headed out for Laura’s bachelorette party this evening. Friday, Chris gets in from New Orleans and Laura, Katie and I are getting our nails done. Saturday, decorating, rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner will occupy my time and then, Sunday, the wedding will take up pretty much the whole day because I’m sure I’ll spend some time calming Laura down in regards to anything that might be wrong. But I’m sure everything will be more than fine. The details are all set… it just now needs to all come together and work. No problem.
I’m contemplating leaving at 4pm. There’s just nothing for me to do and I’m already anticipating fewer hours anyway because I didn’t work yesterday (July 4) and I’m not planning on working Friday, so it doesn’t really matter – I’ll probably end up with the same amount anyway because they won’t take out so much for taxes. And I’m not working Monday either. I keep praying that God helps me not freak out about it – I have more than enough, so I should have no worries about finances whatsoever.
If only I wasn’t so preoccupied by saving money so I don’t fall on my face when I finish college… it’s only six months away!
How does time fly so fast? Only God knows.
Mood: Slightly incoherent Listening to: Some weird vibrating noise
Reading: Contemplating The Chronicles of Narnia again