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To My Future Husband:
I hope you’re okay with having Chick-Fil-A nugget trays at our wedding.
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The most amazing morning…
Church at the ballpark. Sumo Wresting campus pastors/worship leaders. Wool E. Bull with a t-shirt gun. Matt Papa’s “It is Finished”. 7000 people filling the Ballpark. Baptisms. Praising Jesus in english and espanol. “If Bono and the apostle Paul agree on it, it must be true.” Traffic Jam. All of Summit RDU together.
How do you do church?
Where were you?
I think of that old country song, “Where were you when the world stopped turning that September Day? Were you in the yard with your wife and children I remember where I was… When the first tower was hit, I was in my 7th grade band class. The voice over the intercom told teachers to go check their emails. I remember people thinking it didn’t actually happen, that it was just a hoax, no one had seen the videos yet. Then, I was in my social studies class when the second tower was hit. We turned the news on, and that’s all we did the rest of the day, watched the news to stay informed. I saw the towers collapse on the TV, but I was too young to really be affected by it. I knew it was awful and that it was devastating, but it didn’t really hit me, how enormous the impact would be. How truly devastating it all was. I didn’t know anyone in New York, so I didn’t have a real reason to be terribly upset. I mean, I was still 11, almost 12 years old. 15 days from turning 12. I remember sitting in my classroom, surrounded by my class, all the teachers shocked and panicking. September 11, 2001. My generation’s tragedy, the event we will always remember that kind of set the events for our adolescence, the years of our development. It was terrible. I can watch the videos now, and in no time, I am bawling. So many lives lost, so many unsuspecting people thinking it was just another day at work, or just another plane ride. So many children my age who have spent ten years without their moms, dads. And the men who did it, who hijacked the plane. It breaks my heart, how lost they were. It was terrible. But in the weeks after 9/11, our country pulled together. There was love. People found God, looking for answers. We became the strong nation that we are. Those stars and stripes flew proudly everywhere you would go. We became the unified country that we should be. Everything else looked so simple, other problems looked so small. We were United. “Now our knowledge is partial and incomplete and even the gift of prophecy reveals only part of the whole picture! But when full understanding comes, these partial things will become useless. Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely. Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and thegreatest of these is love. -I Corinthians 13:9-10, 12-13 While we are on this earth, we will never fully understand why this happened, but God is using this tragedy for good. One day, we will understand, but we aren’t meant to for now. And until we do, until God reveals it all to us, until we are with Him, remain faithful, have hope, and love. Love extravagantly. For without love, we are nothing. Love our soldiers, love your neighbors, love even those Dookies. (I know, I can’t believe I said that.) Let’s be that One Nation Under God.
Or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Risin’ against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?…”
Oh, death, where is your sting?
Oh, hell, where is your victory?
Oh, Church, come stand in the light!
Our God is not dead, He’s alive, He’s alive!
Raleigh!
So, I am all moved in to my apartment. It kind of scares me. And I kind of feel lonely here. I mean, I am excited about it, but I don’t know, it’s hard to meet people. I am terrified of not making friends. I know I’ll be okay. But it’s still hard to not feel lonely in a big city when I don’t know anyone and don’t really know much about the city. I guess I was hoping it would be different. Maybe things will change once classes start.
In Christ, there is no condemnation, despair is an illusion, for Christ conquered death for me.
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I feel like I’m one of the few people in the country not seeing HP7pt2 tonight… And I really wanna go! But I didn’t want to spend money… Oh well.
In other news… I’m ready to start a new grown up life. It’ll be exciting. I mean, I love camp, but I’m ready to start fresh.
What I really have been longing for is a family of my own… I really want to meet my future husband. I know, I’m only 21, but I just want that. I know God’s got someone picked out for me. I know His timing is perfect. But I want to be pursued. I want to feel beautiful to a man. I want a husband who will lead me, who will love me as Christ loves His church. I guess for now, I am just waiting. I’ll be okay with that, but I hope the wait isn’t too long, I mean, big girl life starts in less than a month, I suppose.
:)
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“An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.”
—An ancient Chinese belief
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Second half of summer… GO!
I got back to camp yesterday. Three weeks left. Time has gone by so quickly, and i am sad to see it go, but at the same time, I have a lot to look forward to once camp is over, so it’s a fair trade, I suppose. I have loved every moment, every fun, difficult, chaotic moment at camp. But at the same time, there is a lot waiting for me after camp. A lot waiting for me in Raleigh. Hopefully, I can find a job and meet new friends and I really am excited to this new life ahead of me.
In other news, I just had to go buy a new tire for my car. Turns out the back tire, on the passenger’s side, had some kind of big bulge in it, and when I would drive, it felt like hydraulics, it was so bumpy and kind of scary. Thankfully, there was a boy counselor who knew what to do, so he put on my spare at dinner and then we went today and I had to say goodbye to a lot of my paycheck. That part kind of hurt my wallet, but at least I should be safe driving now.
I’m excited for adult week. Oh, I’m excited for the rest of the summer. And then, beach, and then Raleigh and big girl living. I’m excited to see where God’s plan for my life is going to take me. And I think I know the general direction, and I just hope I really can stick to His plan and not get caught up in my world. I just am really excited to see the little details. Life is exciting. God is exciting. And this is a good feeling.
I feel like I talk about camp too much. Sorry ‘bout it! I guess it’s just one of those things that I am so passionate about, not to mention that it is ALL I do during the summer, so everything is bound to go back to camp. I feel like I get really annoying, and I really don’t mean to be so annoying. I guess I just don’t know what else to talk about, Camp kind of takes over my life and it really gives me joy. It’s kind of nice, though, sitting inside when normally I would be at the cool pool (well, I guess not on Fridays, but on a typical camp day) and hearing all the screaming children in the pool and not having to go do anything about them.
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Summa time!
Well, I’ve been home since Friday. Tomorrow I’ll pack my car and head back to camp to hang out with the staff a while before camp starts back Sunday. With the TODAY SHOW coming and filming for a segment on camp for the week! AHH NATIONAL TELEVISION! I’m so excited, not just because there is a chance I may be in national television, but because this is an amazing opportunity for the camp and hopefully a chance to expand next year. Camps like Camp Lakey Gap are not common, and I think it is so important for kids on the autism spectrum to have a chance at a week of fun, where they are treated like a “normal” kid. (I still have problems with the word normal, but that’s not important right now…)
It’s been nice being home, having a break and getting to relax with the family, and see friends, and have decent internet. I really have enjoyed being with my family. But I am so excited to get back to Camp Lakey Gap. Where I can act weird and not worry about no one understanding me. Where I can talk about my precious campers and people not roll their eyes. Where the inside jokes are funny to people other than just me. It is always so hard adjusting to real life after summer at camp.
Camp is fun, so much fun, despite how difficult it is. It’s truly life-changing. These campers are inspirational. I mean, really. I love it. I love being a camp counselor, where, simply by showing up every morning, my camper(s) think I am a super-hero that can protect them and make them happy and fix boo-boos and homesickness. It’s kind of awesome. I’ve had one camper tell me he loves me. It melted my heart. For real. I miss that kid, so much, my little angel.
But I kind of miss having a “normal” life, too. I feel disconnected from the real world. I hate finding out things from other people about what is going on in the news because we get no TV and bad internet. I don’t like not getting to chat with friends at night before bed that are not with me. I miss being able to text all day or have phone calls at normal times because of my 12+ hour days. So much so, that last night I was up until 2 fb chatting with a certain someone that I haven’t talked to in a long time and have missed being at camp, despite how much fun camp may be. I do like the break, where I try to blend back into normal society. It’s not easy.
I really should get to bed. Lots to do before I leave tomorrow. :)
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Casey Anthony was found not guilty of murdering her daughter, as the American public stands by in shock and awe. In other news, millions of sick and dying American children and adults still don’t have healthcare, to the shock and awe of absolutely nobody.
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