Camp Lee the Second Time Around

Finally! i am down at my computer creating a new blog.

sorry about the delay brad.

Well I just got back from Camp Lee and I feel better than I have felt in a very long time. I slept for an eternity today, and I had very strange dreams featuring all the people from Jubilee shores. I feel so motivated and so good right now, that there are not enough hours in the day to do all that I want to do. Which reminds me that I need to e-mail dana. okay - I sent the e-mails to dana and jeremy and jay. *sigh of satisfaction*.

Julia just told me that my blog was deep, and so now i feel pressure to write a deep post. gee thanks. lol

I think I would like to talk about Camp Lee. It's a big camp, and the boy and girl cabins are pretty far away from each other, which i think is not by coincidence. The Ark is at the lowest part of a camp, and it's the worship center and also where we have morning watch. I love the ark because it's big and air conditioned. David is the name of the lead worshiper and the percussion guy on the bongo's name was dan or something. David did a wonderful job this year, but i think he had some help from the big man upstairs. During the first song, God's presence would fall down over the Ark like the dew falls at dusk. I don't mean to be poetic, but that's what it was like. If you can imagine the comfortable, safe, carefree feeling of the womb, i think that's what it is like.

After worship and the speaker had finished, we'd go travel [by travel i mean walk, unless you could bribe wes's dad to drive you up] up the gravel road past the long part of the lake, up the beginnings of a mountain, across a cool green bridge over a creek, and then up the rest of the mountain to out cabin. I think they put the cabin that far out for two reasons. It's very far away from the girl's cabin, and the cabin is very uncomfortable... the beds, the floor, the showers - everything, so they figured that if they made you hike a mile or so uphill to get there, it would seem more hospitable upon arrival.

After trying to sleep in the creaky beds with 20 other kids screaming mama jokes and farting profusely... you'd take a cold shower [unless you woke up earlier than everyone else, or as i did, much later he he] and go down to breakfast. the mess hall is on the opposite side of the road from the lake and has a comfortable front porch with benches, fans, rocking chairs, and it usually has assorted lazy counselors also.

there's always a long line at all of the meals, and, being at church camp, the food must always be blessed, so someone must volunteer to pray. the motivation for praying? that person gets to be first in a very long line after praying.

there's another road that goes along the lake for a couple hundred yards that takes you to the pool with really springy diving boards, and it has a bridge that goes over a dam. If you go down that dam and follow a stream, you come to a waterfall with a small pool at the bottom, partially hidden so that most people who walk near it don't see it. this is where i had my quiet time.

that is about all i have to say about camp lee, although i'll think of something to say later.

I'd like to thank all my friends from camp lee and from church for such a wonderful time that we got to spend together, and I wish I could have stayed for longer.

so long