An Awaited Hour Off

So here we are, at camp, week number three of having 150+ kids and I am finally sitting here with an hour off. I almost don't know what to do with myself.

I'm pretty sure I have heat rash on my scalp, it's been itching since the 2nd week of CITs and hasn't stopped since. In fact, I woke myself up this morning scratching my head. Whoo Hoo for me.

I cannot believe the summer is almost over. This is my last full week, then come August 2nd I will be rolling away from the ROC until whenever it is I come back. The end of the summer is always tough, you never really are ready to leave despite how tired you may be, but this summer, it's going to be a lot harder. We have really been pouring a lot of ourselves into this ministry and watching it grow and lives change. We have spent so many nights worshiping in the lodge with sweat dripping from every imaginable part of our bodies. We've painted and fixed and transformed. We climbed and canoed and creek floated. We have a camp song and eaten our fix of Parflesnarf. We've had a good summer and I am leaving with a lot of good memories and friends.

I'm exhausted, my body is running out of energy, my voice is on the verge of being shot, but every morning I wake up rearing and ready to go despite all of that. Every night when I am thinking about the day I think to myself, where in the heck did the summer go? This summer has been amazing, it has far exceded any of my expectations and disproved all my apprehensions. God is working hardcore here at Rockfish and that in and of itself makes it hard to think about leaving, to think about missing something that might be going on in the last little bit of summer left.

I've grown a lot, I've pushed myself a lot, and I've had a lot of fun.

So here I am, on a much awaited hour off and yet when it's all over, I'll keep wanting just one more hour.

man that was emo.

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I had to sing to a kid on the toilet.


Thank you.

I'm Really Not Having a Bad Week...

But apparently just by looking at me people can tell that I am stressed out, and the truth is, I am.

I knew that this week of Operation Purple was going to be HUGE and it is, but I was ready for it. Then the reality of keeping up with 31 8 and 9 year olds hit and here I am already having cried twice this week and it's only Tuesday.

But I am really not having a bad week, my girls are awesome, they are so sweet and no problems at all, and the boys overall really aren't that bad either, they are little boys which means they go non stop all day long, and they fight and pick on each other, but I can deal with that. And we all play so hard in the pool and it's great, its more just all those little problems in combination with just the craziness of everything else that's getting to me.

It's also really hard to try to minister to these kids when we aren't running a "Christian camp" but rather a "camp run by Christians." We can't be explicit about anything and it's tough.

Anywho, I'm reading through Philippians and there's that whole verse about "not arguing and complaining" so naturally that kinda hit me last night and I'm really trying and like I said, I'm not having a bad week my stress level has just skyrocketed. So just keep camp in your prayers guys, God has a reason for bringing all these youngins here we just need to let him work.

New Kids--Same Domination My Kids Totally Dominated Part Two

So it is the start of another week here at Rockfish, although this one will be ending Thursday morning and from there a group of us will make the treck home to Myrtle Beach to hang out for a few days.

Well yes, my kids totally dominated in the Ultimate last night, 3 flags, if you count the one Devon showed us, which we didn't because it would have been a cheap steal, but yes, domination is quite grand. This week my group of Explorers is paired up with Stephen and Danielle's Trees and together we have five kids, I'm not sure we will be able to handle it.

I must say though, we must enjoy this small, laid back environment while we can because come Sunday Rockfish is gonna explode...176 kids are going to be dropped in our laps for a week and God is gonna do HUGE things. I am so excited...oh, and by the way, I might totally be going to Peru next summer, Gene wants to take Rockfish global...holy cow.

Well, my break is very much about to be up, I would of written more but I fell asleep on one of the new mattresses with no springs, not the best nap ever, but you know, when you're tired you're tired.

Please keep camp in your prayers for the next few weeks, like I said, we're about to explode...


Oh and by the way Happy Fourth of July and much love out to Rique on his birthday!