Tomorrow it all begins. I love hanging out with the kids and it is so incredible to see how God moves at camp. However, I dread the process of getting there. Riding in the car is not my idea of fun. God enabled humans to create and fly planes for a reason. It is cruel and unusual punishment to require someone to sit in a car/bus/van for more than a couple of hours. At least in a plane you can get up and walk around, they provide you with snacks (at least they used to anyway), and there is a REAL bathroom readily available.
We are meeting a group of folks in the morning to head to FL. It is a 9 hour trip with no stops, so we figure about 11 hours. At least we are not in the bus with 60 screaming teenagers.
The following week, Bryan will do it all over again with the middle school students. Thankfully, he only has to drive to Pigeon Forge with those kids. Next month, we get to do the mega trip yet again with our mission trip to Memphis. That is another 9 hour (non stop) trip. It is well worth it!
On another note, camp will be a little more difficult this year. We are on pins and needles waiting for the call to bring home our baby. Also, this morning Bryan's uncle passed away. It was somewhat unexpected. We do not yet know about any arrangements, but Bryan was asked to do his Aunt's funeral and I expect that he will be asked to do this one. I am not really sure how that is going to work since he will be home only Saturday and Sunday and then gone again until the following Saturday. Please pray for his family.
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