Sunday, July 6

The end of the beginning

First half is done. My friends are leaving. I really am trying to have a good attitude about this, but it's really hard. hah. These people have been there for me in the best and worst time over the past 5 weeks. They are my brothers and sisters and I REALLY don't want them to leave. Saying bye last night was the worst thing ever.

Week 5 was like a roller coaster. Sunday, I was tired, and around 5:30 I broke down and cried. All night. At one point I had locked myself in the bathroom and sobbed. If I had been given the choice to leave right then, I would have peaced out. Our drummer let me pick the play list for the evening bc Jeff was missing. That was fun, bc I had been asking DZ to play Sweetly Broken for 4 weeks, and he had refused every week. Because he hates me. So I picked it and put it on the slide show... and then I hid. I was actually very shocked that he actually played it that night. And I cried even more. haha.

The next morning, I woke up feeling awful. I still felt completely joyless and miserable, plus my chest was filling up with grossness and my throat and ears hurt. I couldn't smile. I was so tired, I had no joy, and I had no patience. Robby made me to go the nurse but she had worse things to deal with... like the 5 people who had come in with pink eye... THAT morning. I ended up taking a 45 minute nap, and it helped... But I really wasn't feeling well all day.

After 8 hours of sleep, Tuesday was much better. I got to go get sonic for a Bible Study group!! whoop! I didn't actually get sonic but leaving camp for those few minutes was quite the blessing.

Friday we got to watch fireworks!!

I got my cabin assignment for next week. Featherstone 2-- the oldest of the babies. I've never had younger than 4th grade. I'm freaking out.

Last night, Opee talked about how we are just vapors. We don't matter. My life is not my own. This week, I want to give all I am, all I have, because my purpose is to be used by God to transform lives for His purposes and His glory. Giving myself away is the only option.

I have like three songs of blessings, and I want to put them all on here, so I will do it on different posts, so this one isn't uber long.

Please pray for me and my 8 precious girls this week. It's gonna get crazy.

1 comment:

Rachel said... are constantly in my prayers. Your voice is so strong in your posts, and I thank you so much for sharing your feelings.