Sunday was all a buzz as Family Camp swung into high gear. Our day begins with prayer at 7am. For the record, I have not missed a meeting yet. Those who know me know that I love to sleep in. Most of the days begin when the first light hits around 5am or just before. I fight and argue with the light, telling it to go away and find another spot; however, I lose this battle all the time.
We mozy through breakfast, and English classes begin at 9am and run til lunchtime. I walk in and out of the classes capturing a few moments of those just learning a new language. I have had it easy for so long when it comes to English that you don't realize that it really is tough to learn something new. We have young people and older people. We have churched and unchurched. Each one with their own unique story to share.
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As I continue to swing from class to class, session to session, I realize that any free time I would have at the beginning was quickly evaporating. I was able to hit all the seminars and classes on the first day to get a feel for how the camp was playing out. Occasionally I would crank up the laptop to pull the pictures or video in, and then it was right back to business as usual. By the time my head hit the pillow, I was exhausted realizing that tomorrow was another day – a day filled with processing through about 500-600 images.
Until tomorrow's next great adventure…
[This post is part of the Summer Missions Trip 2011 series.]
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