I love my camp. Yes, it's "my" camp. ;) This is my last year of being a camper. I am always so involved with all the competitions. I do everything I possibly can. I stay busy anyway. Every music and instrumental competition, puppets, story telling, flannel graph, Bible Quiz, and skits. All that lacks is preaching. =)
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Psalms 89.15-18
"Blessed is the people that know the joyful sound: they shall walk, O LORD, in the light of thy countenance. In thy name shall they rejoice all the day: and in thy righteousness shall they be exalted. For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy favour our horn shall be exalted. For the LORD is our defense: and the Holy One of Israel is our king." WHY CAN'T I?
Why can't I live beyond this grief? Why can't I seem to find relief? Why can't I feel Your warm embrace? Why can't I seek Your face? Why can't I feel Your tender touch? Why can't I simply trust? Why can't I seem to hear Your voice? Why can't I sing or rejoice? Why can't I pray, why can't I read? Why can't I love, why can't I sleep? Why can't I find a place to hide? Why can't I push all fear aside? Why can't I see the rising sun? Why can't I say, "Your will be done"? Why can't I joy within my soul? Why can't I feel You're in control? Why can't I rest in this sorrow? Why can't I find hope for tomorrow? Why can't I? Why? -Anonymous Ever meet someone who says one thing, but does the opposite; someone who acts hypocritical? One who is sure to force everyone to abide by every rule - including their own - but, not themselves? Or, maybe one who 'knows it all', - but really doesn't know much? Someone that constantly tells lies? How about one who acts one way at, let's say church, but another way the rest of the time? - A fake; i.e., Politician?!
How is it that each of these people could deliver a speech, and still not have the audience convinced? Because, there is something that speaks louder than words. A deceiver. That is basically what they are. They have deceived themselves, and even others, that they are something they aren't. Tonight, I just need some quiet time with Him and some music. Here's what I am listening to. Enjoy! :) The lasting positive effect of Youth Rallies, Youth Activities, and Church Camp. I can't stress this enough. Maybe that is one reason I am drawn to kids so much, I want them to be able to experience these things. Once I became part of my church's youth group, I was somewhere between 10 and 11. Thinking back, I can see many areas in which I was not ready for that transition. While at the same time, I was way past ready to move up to the next Sunday School class. At that point, my older sister was already in the Teen Girls class, and I was invading on her territory.
God made us with the need to eat and drink, and the ability to enjoy the process. Some enjoy it more than others, and it's obvious. I don't have many foods I won't eat. I always want to try everything at least once, and I don't usually turn anything down. I've tried all the sushi, octopus, muscles, squid, all that good stuff, eyes and all. I've eaten just about every plant and grass. (By the way, the worst is the dandelion flower. ) I've even eaten a cricket at a youth rally, and I used to eat Roley-Pollies when I was little. Some have spectated that maybe I'll marry a missionary because I can eat anything.
I have played a lot of different different games in my life. From Uno, Apples to Apples, In a pickle, to Chutes and Ladders. "The Quiet Game" being my mom's favorite. When I was little, Pictionary was always my favorite, but that was before I played Quelf. Quelf has been a mandatory Camp tradition for years now. Back to Pictionary, which I am hoping y'all have played it before and know what it is. Basically, it's Charades for Artists. It can also be a highly offensive game where people accuse your realistic-looking popcorn as being clouds, or cotton balls.
While watching anyone make, paint, or draw, well, anything for that matter, it's instantly turned into a game of 'Reality Pictionary' in my mind. Y'all know the saying,"between a rock and a hard place". I'm sure you've had your times you have felt like you've been in that position. Many ideas come from that saying, and I am a visual person, so I will cater to those such as I.
Typically, when thinking of being "between a rock and a hard place", most think horizontally. Someone who can't move, or is being squeezed between two uncomfortable places. I recently posted this, and apparently the post was deleted. I'm now re-posting it. :) By the way, I apologize for the misspelled title image.
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