This week our ten year old granddaughter Delaney is at a church camp. As we hugged her the other day as she would be leaving for camp I was reminded of the time (s) that I had been to such a camp. I smiled and quietly thought to myself....
Our daughter in visiting camp today saw and ask Delaney on a scale of one to ten how is camp. She replied: " A ten and you will never guess what....... we get desert twice a day."
Just some thoughts:
“I told you, I am not going.” I once said those words to my dad when I was about fifteen years old.
He came home from a meeting and told me I was going to camp; a church camp. Efforts were being made to begin a new camp and my parents were going to be supportive of that effort.
The housing arrangements at the camp where the boys stayed were pretty rustic. Two boys were assigned to a tent with several tents arranged in a circle. Mike Chumley and I shared a tent, and Kent Cottrell and Stu Ringer were in the tent next to us. I had known Mike previously, but we had not been close friends or around one another a great deal much before this week. I would not have had that experience if I had been given my preference not to go. We developed a friendship and a bond that still exists today. I will only say, you have never lived until you have spent a week in a tent with Mike Chumley. Today I would pay good money to be able to re-live the experiences of that week. A number of good things happened to me that week that I have and never will forget.
That week became very important to me because of the things I learned, others I met and relationships that have had a lasting effect upon me throughout my life. Looking back, I can say that week proved to be one of the best weeks of my life; and it all happened because my dad would not allow me to say no.
Interestingly, years later as our family was living in New Jersey this experience was repeated; only now I was the dad and our oldest daughter was the one voicing her disapproval with being told, “You are going to church camp.” Likewise for her, that week proved to be a very positive experience with friends and relationships were formed for life, as it did for me, her father. Camp proved to be a very good experienced for all three of our children.
Maybe the lesson to be learned here is… sometimes in life we are told something that we have decided we are not going to do and we balk at such; maybe we should give it a second thought. It could end up being an experience you learn from, really like and one that plays a very important role throughout your life.
Who knows, it could be one of the best weeks of your life.”
Whose knows....... Hey you might even get desert twice a day...... .
July 28, 2016