For some, packing is stressful, for me, not so much. I love to plan things out, and packing is one way to do it. Packing is an art form, and I am notorious for overdoing it! I pack everything, and I mean everything! I like choice, and I strive to be prepared. Typically I am prepared, but more often than not, I am over prepared. Now, don’t think I don’t plan it out. I do! I am a planner. Come on, thanks to Pinterest, (Oh, how I love it!) I already have ideas for my wedding and future babies. I have tried just about every trick in the books to lighten my load; searched for the perfect packing list, read every book, and article, but it doesn’t seem to lighten my load. I am not a light packer at all, and may never be one. Every journey begins with suitcases filled to overflowing, and a hint of humilliation. But, I’m slowly coming to accept it. I’ve spent the past two days packing for a week-long trip to my favorite place in the world! It ain't Disney World, it's even better than that. I’ll be going to Summer Camp with my youth group, including my younger sister and brother. So, not only am I packing for myself, but also my two younger siblings. My little brother has life-threatening food allergies, so we must bring his own food, along with countless random items to calm his paranoia and keep him safe. He has never been away like this before, so I have no doubt I will spend the week getting his faced wiped on my shirt because of a piece of grass, or getting come to with questions and/or panic. However, I think it will be a great week! It always is! I love our camp... it’s the best in the world. No, it’s not the cleanest, or the most luxurious, and the weather is rarely comfortable. But, it does have the best cafeteria food in the world, and it’s always a great week where the world, television, media, and music are left behind with our attention focused on the powerful preaching and lessons we are under every day. Let alone, the camp grounds are beautiful! I love everything about our camp. This week I will be a camper. I used to think that was the best, but after the past few years, I actually think I prefer being a counselor. :) I love our little girls (and boys) and spending that time with them is awesome. For that week, they are a combonation between little siblings and being my own kids. The influence I have on them is scary, but really good. It never stops at camp, it overflows through the rest of the year. I have taken up the un-official role as decorator, hairstylist, and manicurist - mainly for the younger ones... they seem to enjoy it. A box of glow-sticks swung around the room seems to be a tradition at Jr. Camp. This year, if I go as a counselor.... or counselors helper... there might possibly be some tricks up my sleeve on how to prank them. It’ll be fun! :) But, right now, I am preparing for ‘my’ week of camp. So, I will be out of commission for a short while. But be prepared for lots of updates upon my return. Pray with me that the Lord will make Himself known in the hearts and lives of those attending. Btw, you will be happy to know, I only packed one bag... yes, only ONE. They will be proud of me. :)
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