I spent a few days at Barnabas this week. They were really good for me in so many ways. Its really hard to write about undefined emotions, so this blog might be a bit confusing.
I had a wonderful time talking, walking, listening, & observing the camp, its staff & its guests. I ate a turkey dinner, saw the weekly highlight video, and sat through a mini concert too. I was able to cry over a lot of things, for the first time. Yayyy I love that old pier!
I also remembered many things that I love and have loved in the past. So many memories....home videos, paintballing deer, angels, sledding, slip 'n' slide, swimming, canoeing, hiking, getting lost, WATCH, school by boat, ferries, girl band, golf carts, food fights, challenges, tripping, dreams, action songs, skits, 5:00am bike rides, family picnics, Kelby, hot chocolate, friends, John Deer therapy, stitches, roses, ice cream, forgiveness, learning, stretching.... So many good memories. It was fabulous to be able to add a few more to that stock pile in the last few days.
EVERY conversation that I had, pushed me a little bit more towards a place of reconciliation. I am so very glad that I went up there again. I wouldn't trade a moment to be anywhere else. Sometimes I think we are in the right place at exactly the right time, even if our human-ness has messed us up all the way to getting there. Those were 2 God ordained days.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
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I am so proud of you for going back there, that you were able to find a sense of reconciliation. I love looking back to days spent there and one of my best memories is still simply climbing through the window and hanging out on the farmhouse roof, with you.
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