| ive put it off long enough. labor day finally signals that the greatest season is over.
so long sweet summer.
i absolutely can not put into words the greatest summer of my life. most of my friends havent asked me about it, but i think i could write a book. i'll try and spare you here. especially compared to summers filled with 2-a-days and barf sessions, this was easily the greatest summer of my 19 years. a summer that saw me travel from hillsboro togeogia, to amelia, to hillsboro, to norwood, to solid rock land, to vevay (pronounced vee-vee) to watseka illinois and cape coral florida.
training week was the sign that this would work. between delievering a less than mediocre sermon about rising above medicrity and having everyone love it, to clares emotional break down, to the stink bombs and risk, i knew nothing could be better. i have never been so encouraged after speaking, and by a group of people i loved that much, it carried me this summer.
georgia was phenomenal. even though i forgot that one girls name and couldnt get around it, i met some awesome people, and michael johnston showed me in one week how judgemental i really am. im still working on it. i love that kid. derek sweatmann showed me that worry is not something that is always acceptable, and that walk-thru the bible is never a good idea.
woodland lakes, the camp that i was most excited for and least excited for. i grew up there. its one of the reasons im here, its one of the reasons im me. steve and brian let us do so much that ill never be able to thank them for. bewtween leading worship, speaking at campfire that day, meeting andy uchtman and all the b-town kids, and rivera. not to mention the awesome time i had with bernie. and my lakeside boys. what a good week. even if they did walk across that bridge too freaking much.
so then we traveled to butler springs sr high. and jared told me i wouldnt get along with chris, and i figured out real fast that he had little mans disease, but what a week. i baptised a kid, i worshipped like never before, i learned more about how to keep God in a week of camp than you can imagine, i learned how much i love working with high school kids, and i learned how hard it is to function without sleep.
jr high was the best and worst week. the biggest bunch of punk campers you've ever seen, however i had the extreme awesomeness of being in a worship band with my best friend tyler murphy, and though i may have brought the band to a new low, i learned a ton about leading, and treating people with respect, as well as having an awesome time. i also learned how cool rick moore really was, that night we hung out by the rope swing and just talked about life. ya, ha, there was mckenzie. hahahaha. what a fun week.
next was the only week i wouldnt redo, know sweat, i learned that im immature, and one persons attitude can ruin a week, sorry clinton...
solid rock, home school heaven, was quite fun. we didnt do much, but i met a ton of cool kids. they sang real purdy and i had a good time with my team. thats the only time jared and i will ever share a room.
whitewater, was beyond even what andrew said it would be. john pape changed my life, so did kevin smith. those two guys will forever be held in high esteem for how freaking awesome they were.i can't thank them enough for an awesome week and letting jared and i feel like such an integral part of the week. i want to go back. i loved those kids, i loved leading the worst worship service ever, i loved those nasty dorms, (i woke up and walked out the back door to pee, thats awesome....
watseka illinois. prairie states jr high 2. wow. wow. wow. i got to go with my roomates team to this camp. it was nuts. between ken, vicki, tara, andy and the campers, not to mention the ventriloquist that groped me. what a week, i might have tried too hard, and i might have cared too much, and i was too imature about some stuff, and still sucked at playing bass, and maybe we shouldnt have answered the phone during worship, and practiced for worship while laying on the ground. but the van rides were crazy and the stories even crazier.
cape coral was phenomenal. i love my brother, i love riley, i love my parents house, and im going there on my honeymoon. i love riley, i love tara, i love that church. i love how crazy my dad is, i love how we all put up with it, i love that celing fan, i love riley, i love that pool, i love that place.
wow.
wow.
wow.
wow.
i think i would have done it for free.
wow.
wow.
i'll never be over that. i just need to get out of this funk.
lets do it again. ... best sui |
