Camp
I just got back from church camp. One hour later I am giving a report during church business meeting. What a contrast. I moved out of the emotionally charged, anything possible world and was rudely pushed back into the practical, decision making framework that makes me tired. I slept little, worked and followed instruction. Not one person asked me to make one decision. As I got out of my car to go into the business meeting, I felt the backpack pull down. That pack that I carry to push my life forward. I didn't realize its weight, wearing it everyday.
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I spoke at deacons meeting about the next retreat and then at a missions meeting about the potential youth center the city is dreaming about. All this in the swirl of the countless conversations, the non-stop pace of putting on a retreat, the worry about jr high girls making out with strange boys and hiring radicals to teach our kids. I was exhausted. I kept thinking, "If they only knew how tired I am, what my state of mind truly is!" Sorry you had to go to business meeting. I figured they would understand if I did not. Thanks for going with us, truly, deeply. (I should type "madly" here as well for full poetic effect, but a guy has to draw the line).
Man, I can't imagine. I least I had to just give a report. I had a great time and enjoyed meeting those people you surround yourself with.
nice to finally meet you in person. thanks for comin to the retreat. -natalie
It is so cool to names with faces. Hear people speak. Your discussion in the outbreak groups belie your age.
So great to meet you. I feel like I left Shawnee with a new friend. Thanks for making me feel so welcome. And for being a good audience for my bullshitting in the van.
Mar-tee. I never thought I would ever know a real live vegatarian, let along be friends with one. Hope to see you next time you visit Shawnee. Keep in touch.
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