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Far from home
One of the challenges to living in the forest year round is that we do not get to venture off the mountaintop as much as we’d like to. Usually on Sundays we are cleaning up after retreat guests and preparing for the week to come. One Sunday Erin and I decided to be bold, spend the money on gas, and venture to Living Faith Lutheran Church in Santa Clarita, CA. We felt it appropriate to get to church on Palm Sunday, where we could wave our palms and begin the process of remembering the story of our Savior.
As soon as we walked in the door we were greeted by campers and their families, ecstatic to see friendly faces. Sometimes I forget how many people are connected to camp and thus, how many people love me by association. I am a long way from the place I called home for most of my life; thanks to those who love camp and everyone involved, I know that home is wherever you feel loved and accepted most. Thanks Living Faith Lutheran!
When was the last time a new place felt like home for you?
- David
Furniture mover
This morning the hat I wore was a furniture mover’s. We are in the process of remodeling our cabins here at camp. I’m not a carpenter by any stretch so I have been useless up until this point. Moving furniture I can do. My task was to move bunks from above the shower house to cabin ten. I was less than thrilled about my job, but it gave me the chance to work with Bob, our maintenance man. Bob is someone you might see seemingly wandering around camp, but in actuality he does more work before 9 AM than most people do in a whole day. I completely enjoyed getting to spend my time with a camp legend, even if it meant sore arms for days to come. Finding joy in the journey at camp with so many servant hearts may not be so difficult after all.
Do you know somebody like Bob?
- David
