"Get caught in the race of this crazy life..."

Well, I have entered my third week of camp and things have progressed rather smoothly. I've been working on the camp website, writing status updates for Facebook and the daily updates for the parents to read on the website; just to name a few of my numerous duties. My days are busy and I don't usually stop until 10:30 or 11. Today I needed to take care of some campers who weren't aware of certain rules. It was so cute to watch them as I walked toward them. They thought they were in trouble. I told them they needed to go to their cabin so after they got off the seesaw I walked them down to their cabin. One girl started to cry because she missed her mom but I started to talk to her about all the fun things that she gets to do here at camp. Then as we neared the Lodge I told them they needed to be very quiet so we wouldn't disturb anyone sleeping. They began to act silly, quietly of course, as we walked down to their cabin. Walking with the girls and taking care of them reminded me why I loved being a counselor. Goodness, why I love being here! Camp is a place where so much joy can be found. The girls can get away from a lot of the world and create a special place where they don't really have to act a certain way or pretend to be something they aren't. They can just be themselves. Sometimes I look around and I can't believe I'm here again. I wasn't sure if I would be able to come back and it's kind of a sureal thing for me. I guess that what happens when you let God take control. I don't know it's hard to put into words and yet, I want to, almost need to. Sigh. Let's just see what new stories I have soon! :)