Camp was excellent as always. Plus with this being the second year at this camp, I came in knowing a lot more of the kids. I could go to camp almost every week, and I wish it was longer. It is so encouraging and invigorating for me. I think because it is one week out of the year where I have no worries and I am much less focused on myself. I really am terribly selfish, but I don't know that I am any more selfish than most.
In the meantime, the post summer blues I typically have has set in. But it is usually a time of Spiritual search, so despite the blues (which are mild, I'm not depressive at all) I have learned to welcome it as a time of search and growth. I can't really explain it, but it has been there the last few years. Summer is the mountain top, fall is the valley. That means its time to start climbing again.
Here are some pictures from the Houston mission trip. I wrote an article on the trip which I will edit for blogging purposes.
Here is the blown tire we had on the way between Nacogdoches and Lufkin, TX:

This is David snoozing in the chair, and what happens to people snoozing when Jake is around. Gotta love his wig:


Here is the birthday guacomole I made for Deena. She loves it and wanted it instead of a cake. I believe I have perfected my guac recipe, because this batch was incredible:

Here is the Sharpie tattoo that my friend Ezequiel drew me, along with his:

And here is one of the funniest signs I have ever seen. Unfortunately, it is from my phone and I haven't been able to make it bigger and readable, so look closely or get your magnifying glass. It was at the NASA Space Center in Webster, TX. I think they need to redesign it:

If you can't read it, the writing at the top says "NASA Tram Tour" and the writing on the black arrow says "Enter Here."
Over the next few weeks, I will have lots of new movie and music reviews, in case you care to have my opinion.
2 comments:
i care! and was about to write a scathing, biting message to you belittling your lack of writing recently.
thank goodness i didn't have to belittle you. there wasn't much left of the last guy i did that to.
crisis averted!
Sounds like camp was a great experience for you and your kids. I agree that I could go to camp every week. That is one of the main things that I miss about my teenage years. Maybe next year, you could use a stow away as an extra body. But seriously, I am glad that y'all had a safe trip.
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