I just got back from a week of camp counseling at our church's summer camp. so. much. fun. Every year, I wonder if this should be my last year of counseling (this was my eighth year). I wonder if I am getting too old to connect with the kids, but every year, I become a little bit more addicted.
I love everything about camp. The kids. The memories. The constant smell of bug spray and campfire. The new counselors I get to meet each year. The time I get to spend praising my God.
Every year, it is just what I need to get back on track.
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