Alright, though delayed, here's the post you've been begging me for. Sorry, but I haven't been on blog recently so...

Anyway, here it is.


So what can I write that hasn't been said, what can I think that hasn't been thought? Should I go on about how Camp is amazing like everyone else, or can I think a though of my own? For me, Camp Hope seems to almost capsulate and capture my life, no, not my life, but the way I think of life, or perhaps the way I live it, I don't know.

When we're doing something so amazing and enjoyable, like singing in Chapel, or playing volleyball while dusk is falling and all you can see is sand in the air, and your eyes are hurting but you don't really care. Like when me and Elizabeth leaned over to talk to each other in our bunk beds and have our own "emotional devotional", while we're really just talking about things that some could say don't really matter. Or when Katie and I walked down to chapel together, and when I showed Nathan the horses, or when I chased Sam around the soccer field. Or when we drove up to Goat's Peak singing when I really didn't want to sing, or when we finally reached the top of the mountain and you were left to view the incredible glory of God's creation. Those moments, which seem even more precious when you think back to them make me remember and think back to other moments of my life, not just Camp Hope, but moments that have happened all through my life.

I will normally think about all those things, and come close to tears and laugh at the same time. I always come to one conclusion. I am soo blessed!