I fell asleep around 1:00 a.m. In a cabin full of 6, 7, and 8 year old girls...after telling them numerous times that it was time to go to sleep.
I woke up at 6:00 a.m. and tip-toed around getting ready for the day so as not to wake the sleeping children.
This is at least my 24th year at Kamp Keirsey.
I came as a camper.
Then as a junior counselor.
And then a counselor.
Even a director for a year or two.
And now, as a mom.
There is something about taking a break from the reality of day-to-day business at home and spending time enjoying the great outdoors, camp food, sleeping in a cabin, and having fellowship with other believers.
There's something about spending one-on-one time with one of your kids.
There's something about not having to rush to anything for 48 hours...except for the dining hall when the supper whistle blows.
I will admit that I have thought about the farmhouse the last few days.
I have thought about what I could be getting done...what I SHOULD be getting done.
I am trying to focus solely on this special time with Claire and the joy of experiencing God with her at the same church camp that I came to as a child.
I am trying to hear what God has to teach me.
It's not always easy for me to take a break.
But on mornings like this, where I'm the only one awake on campus and I walk outside to spend some time with Jesus and see a sunrise like THIS...that makes it a little easier to turn off the thoughts of what needs to be done at the farmhouse.
It makes it easier to bask in His creation.
This has been a breath of fresh air.
A much-needed "pause".
A "reset," if you will.
I will be refreshed and excited to get home tonight and continue work at the farmhouse...to see Matthew & the other two girls.
But until then, I'll enjoy this time...because it's just what I needed.
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