"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! :)

Patience isn't a four letter word.

So I was reading a book the other day and it gave the definition of patience. I was blown away by the revelation that occured to me when I read it. You see many times people tell me that I just need to be patient and my whole life I've thought, "I AM patient! I'm not forcing something to happen. I'm waiting for it to." Yet, when you read the definition of patience you see it is not about the action of waiting per say so much as about the attitude-
1. the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
2. an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay: to have patience with a slow learner.
3. quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence: to work with patience.

I've come to realize I quite completely stink when it comes to patience. If I want something I want it, I want it to come to me quickly and I most definately don't want to be happy if I have to wait. Once again, I am the product of my generation. I am the product of my life experiences. I wish such wasn't the case but it is and so I must deal with the consequences. I must admit that I don't really know how to fix such a thing or perhaps I do I just don't want to. To gain patience means to be happy while waiting for something and it seems to me that once God realizes you're happy while waiting....why should He give you what your asking for? Granted that thought is completely based on human instinct. God gives us what we need exactly when we need it. Anyway, that's all for now. I don't have much else to say about much of anything else.