- Why do they call it a “laptop” if no one in their right mind wants to leave it on their lap for an extended period of time due to giving yourself a heat rash?
- I am thankful to report that it is not just my children who cannot remember where they are going and what they are supposed to do next.
- People who give up a week with their families to come & be a camp counselor need to be praised for their courage & compassion – it’s not an easy job. I’m the camp pastor, so I have a private room to rest/hide in… these guys are “on duty” 24 hours a day for 5 days. Churches should carry them around the worship center on their shoulders when they get home, like football players do MVPs for big games.
- You don’t have to be old to make a difference for Jesus – the members of the worship band, Amplified Truth, are all high school & college students. They not only rock but they also hang out with the kids & teach ‘em what it looks like to be followers of Christ.
- You don’t have to be young to make a difference for Jesus – our missionary couple from Japan (the Whaley’s) are less than a year away from retirement, and they are participating in the camp experience with gusto. Tomorrow, the kids are going to make & eat sushi in their class… and learn about identifying with the culture of the people you’re trying to reach.
- I love speaking & teaching… sharing truth is more fun than a barrel of monkeys. (And, yes, I’ve owned two different Barrel of Monkeys in my lifetime… so I should know.) Where else can I get paid to talk kids into batting an inflatable koala bear around the worship center… and then laser-focus in on standing up for what’s right even if no one else will stand with you?
Everything including the kitchen sink... but with special attention paid to board games, Jesus Christ, my family, being a "professional" (and I use that word loosely) Christian, and the random firing of the 10% of the synapses I'm currently using.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Weird Observations After Two Days At Camp
Written on Tuesday night the 7th...
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