I was dreading camp this year.
I was tired. Exhausted, really, from a totally crazy June. We had the smallest group of kids sign up in the seven years we've been doing this camp, and I was discouraged and frustrated. Plus, this year I would have three children to keep track of instead of two, and I wondered if it was even worth it for me to go.
But it was. Oh, how it was worth it.
Over the course of the week, it became so clear why each of those students was hand-picked by God to be there. They each needed it, each for different reasons. And because the group was smaller, those kids got a lot more attention than they normally would have.
The team of leaders sent out by Hillside Church did a fantastic job. Everything went smoothly and was stress-free (which has never really happened before!) I enjoyed myself immensely.
And why did I worry about having three kids there? They had 40 laps to sit on and 80 hands to hold.
The Annual Talent Show. That's all I have to say about that.
Grace and Mommy ganged up on Daddy. Sorry, Daddy!
And this is what they played on and under every day. Who wouldn't be inspired?
Gil's annual bonfire trick photography using glow sticks.
They had the time of their lives.
So did they.
This was most likely our last-ever youth camp. What a great way to go out.