I'm hanging out in new mexico for the next two and a half weeks. We flew in late Sunday night after a couple of weeks in north carolina. I feel a bit like a nomad this summer "running" back and forth between everything.
Some of you probably know I can be a bit organized or perhaps over-organized. I like to know what's going on and know what I'm getting into. I'm not too big on uncertainties... I get nervous and would rather plan ahead. I'm not in a certain, safe, or comfortable time in my life right now. I've had to learn more about rolling with the punches and being flexible with what I've been given. I have met a ton of cool people and despite any drama that myspace might bring, I'm thankful for another avenue to help everyone keep in touch as long as it doesn't take priority in your life... or mine.
Camp is an interesting concept... particularly Christian camps... we all hang out for a weekend or a week and trust each other with some pretty personal information and hopefully grow a little bit and try to uncover some new concepts to go deeper in our relationship with God. It's easy to sound like you have it all together or have some emotional moment committing yourself to Christ... and then you go home... not as easy. I don't ever want to get comfortable here, or even appear like I have it all together when I know I'm just hanging out in this safe haven called camp. I hope students continue to challenge me and stretch me and ask me the tough questions that bring me back to reality. I hope God can use my words to say something worthwhile when all I see is glazed eyes and bored expressions. I'm thankful God is bigger than anything I could even attempt to describe... I pray that I can continue to surrender my life not just today, but every day... especially in the "real world" post-"zone".
Keep digging and hold me accountable...
