Friday, June 29, 2012

Camp

Do you feel a need to write down your life?  So you can see it through a different medium?  A different lense?  Are you hoping to make sense out of things that happen in your life?  These past few days, or rather weeks, I cannot get out of my head a phrase I have heard "I write to experience life twice".  Some things I don't want to experience twice but they are dramatic enough that I need to make sense of them.

I just finished working a camp.  For months it was hanging over my shoulders.  I wish I could say I am one of those adventurous girls that would enjoy something like this, but no, I am a girl that enjoys coming home to her room every night to re-fuel to get out again the next day.  I knew camp would stretch me.  I would not have my own room at night.  In fact, I was not sure even how much sleep I would end up getting.  I tried working on my attitude about this camp.  I would say silly quotes to myself like, "We can't stay home all our lives.  We must present ourselves to the world and look upon it as an adventure"{Miss Potter}.

Truth was, camp was challenging.  But even truer is that I don't think I would change a thing going back if I could.  There were many blessings amidst storms.  Many laughs amidst sweat.  Many smiles amidst exhaustion.  And they were not my typical laughs and smiles.  They were new ones, different ones.  Ones that you only experience when you put yourself in a new situation.

So I am thankful.  Thankful for new situations that seem to rub you raw at first but then reveal a new layer of skin you didn't think you had.  And then how this new exposed skin, no matter how small a patch it is, reshapes you and carries you into a future that may not have never happened.

God met me at camp and exposed some "new skin" in my life ~