I’m leaving this afternoon to go to a special place with my kids and another family. When I was 14 and 15, I spent my summers “working” at a camp for underprivileged children. We were supposed to be leading these children to God but I spent a lot of time flirting with boys and getting in trouble. This weekend I will definitely not be flirting (my husband won’t be there to flirt with) and hopefully I won’t be getting into trouble.
I hope I will be soaking in the last of the leaves in a way that restores my soul. Christians have moved away from worshiping in nature, as if nature belongs to the New Age. This keeps us from the place that God can show us Himself in intricate detail or in majestic grandeur. I’m up for both.
We have heat, a kitchen and bathrooms, so we are not roughing it. One of my goals is to teach my homeschooled kids how to play kickball. I know, I know…parenting fail, but I’m working on it. I might not even write anything while I’m there. I will just see where the time, and my kids, take me. Many forces have come against me, trying to prevent this trip. I have a strong sense that we need this time so I have persisted. God has a plan and He will be there with us. What s’more, um …more could we ask for?
I think of this song often and more often as I get ready to go. This is one of my all-time favorites and if you are my Facebook friend, you have no doubt seen it before. The words, by Patty Griffin and the raw vocal by Kelly Clarkson, get me every time. Add the guitar lead by Jeff Beck and it is a performance that can’t be remade or captured again. Thanks to youtube, I can share it with you. Have a great weekend!