heard a rumor that the end is near, but i just got comfortable here.
God called me away for a while this week. i didn't like the idea at first, but it turned out to be just what i needed.
i've been putting too much on myself this summer. i needed to be reminded that camp does not NEED me. God WANTS me there, but he could do it without me. as i said in this post from week 2, i got too tired to continue, but i was still pushing it, and the harder i tried to keep going, the more defeated i felt and the less i was able to do. it was finally one of those moments where God steps in and whispers, "you've done enough. let me take over for a little while."
it was hard, but i did it. and now i'm totally recharged and ready for the next two weeks.
but the more i say that, the more it sinks in: we have two more weeks. two more weeks. that's it. two weeks. ten camp days, twelve days together, fourteen calendar days, and we are done.
i'm not okay with that. where did our time go? just yesterday i woke up in cabin 4, got dressed and went out to the unit 1 flagpole with all the staff complaining about the ghost in cabin 3's shower, right? there can't be only two more weeks.
i know i'm coming back next year; God assured me of that by week 2. that's not what makes me sad.
this staff will never be together again. yes, plenty of us will come back next year, lots of us will keep in touch, we'll meet up at each other's schools sometimes, but we'll never all be working together again.
i'm not ready to let go of this yet.
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