July 24, 2011
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Gravity
There is nothing like bruising a rib from a simple fall to make you cautious about walking. Walking is a daily activity. And when you have a dull ache reminding you that you are just one step away from falling at any time…it is a bit scary. It adds a bit of gravity and soberness to your life. Caution.
It also reminded me that I could not do it alone. “My weakness made perfect in His strength” ran through my head constantly. When the camp did active activities, I was excluded, but tried to support. We did an all camp bodypass and trust falls. All the camp but me. It made me step back and remember it wasn’t about me–it was about them, and making it their day. I’ve already been given so much love and support–pass it on, baby, pass it on.
Day 8 I caught a cold. Really God? More? Taking pain killers, vitamins, and cough drops out the wazoo. But I made it. We made it–with a successful, awesome camp. It was difficult, but it was great. Now we are going into the next camp, and I am about 80% better. I wonder what new challenges will come?
