Tired much?

What a week! I have been to Maypearl to Kerrville and back since Monday. I have to say I am beyond exhausted. I still haven't had a solid night's sleep, but I have high hopes for this evening. :)

This week was church camp. Camp, for me growing up, was the most wonderful time of year. I remember climbing on the bus to go home each summer and dreading the fact that I had to wait a full year to come back. I love camp. Still do.

Something powerful happens at camp. There are no distractions from home, no tv, no jobs, no homework. Camp exhausts you to the point where you're vulnerable and willing to be vulnerable with other people...and especially God. Camp is a week to be a kid, get dirty, play, and have no cares. It truly feels magical. Did I mention I love camp?

I didn't think I was going to get to go this year because of work and school, but something in me was determined to go. So against better financial and academic judgement, I went. And I'm so thankful I did.

That "missing piece" that I've felt for a while...it feels whole. I couldn't put my finger on it prior to this week, but now it makes sense. It's the ashes, the things that weigh us down. I've tried to carry it for too long, and those burning embers under the ash couldn't breathe. It's time to let them be exposed.

I also built and strengthened relationships within our youth group. We have amazing leaders and students, and I'm so honored to know them.

This weekend, Scotty and I went to Kerrville for my cousin Jill's wedding. We had a blast!!! Seriously, one of the best receptions ever! :)

I'm tired. Scotty's driving right now, and I'm wearily staying awake. 3 1/2 more hours til home. I miss my bed.

Much love.