I've been at camp (www.campbethelvirginia.org) this week, leading bible studies, planning worships, and chaplaining senior high youth. Here are some thoughts from the woods:
- I am OLD. The camp director was my sixth grade science teacher - 14 YEARS ago. The program director and I sang together in a children's musical ("O JONAH!") in 1990 - 17 YEARS ago. The counselors and summer staff are in high school and college, at least 4 years younger than me. Hello, adulthood.
- I am addicted to afternoon coffee. After two consecutive days of 3 o' clock headaches, I began to realize that I was suffering from caffeine withdrawal. Thank goodness for the Daleville branch of Mill Mountain coffee and tea, where I was able to find a decent cup of coffee almost as soon as I got back on the highway.
- Teenagers are fun, and goofy, and much more entertaining than seminarians in Bible study.
- The best part of camp might be mealtime. When was the last time you got to eat, sing, pie someone in the face, and bang on the table at dinner?
- City life (also known as nature deficit disorder) deprives us of beautiful things, like 4 graceful deer yards away from the window, coiled black snakes sunning themselves by the creek, bullfrogs honking in the middle of the night, sunsets over the mountains, and the sounds of crickets in a rainstorm.
- There must be a place for good theology outside of the academy. Praise songs, buddy Jesus and powerpoint worship have even infiltrated camp, and that makes me fairly sad.
- Scratching a fresh mosquito bite yields a satisfaction almost unparalleled.
- I have a renewed desire to be an unshowerd, chaco-wearing, rugged-looking hiker-type.