Monday, July 16, 2012

Sleepaway Camp

So, yesterday Jacob left for his first sleep away camp. He'll be there until Friday evening.  The camp is only 35 minutes away and a long-standing baptist camp in the area.  There are 110 campers and he immediately saw boys he knew from town and is in a cabin with a few of them.  So, why did I panic last night??

What was I thinking? I'm not ready for this so surely he can't be! Wait! I didn't even ask what kind of security they have? Do they patrol at night? Is he safe? What?? Why did Joe tell me that he drove BY a correctional facility en route to the campsite??  Who is the crazy worried mother because it surely isn't me!  

He was very excited to go to camp until Saturday rolled around and we were packing his duffle bag. Suddenly the idea of being away hit him and he didn't want to go. He admitted, with shame, that he thought he'd miss me. Yea! He admitted it!  He was stoic as daddy drove him there and didn't really look very excited in the first evening's round of online parent-communicator photos.  I'm pretty sure he'll be fine.

Then Daddy begins to fret that we've given away a week of his life that we'll never get back. After all he is going to be exposed to pop Christianity lite, Americana style; be pressured to accept Jesus and pray the sinners prayer...each night; sing Jesus is my girlfriend songs rather than strong psalms and battle songs.  Oh what have we done? Is this the best we can send our son to?

Well, probably! I think he'll survive. I think he'll make good friends.  I think he'll learn verses he didn't know.  I think he'll be challenged.

But it has made us wonder if a camp is out there that dwells upon good Christian aesthetics while developing a boys' adventurer side.  If not, how can we start one?


Jonah line for the day, upon climbing into the bathtub and realizing I'd left a bra nearby, "Oh moooom, your woman's wear is in the way!"  New vocabulary.  Fun.

Joe was ordained as a deacon Sunday. We had Rev. Brito and his family for the weekend to do the ordaining.  He is the pastor of our sponsoring church all the way up in the Pan handle.  It was so so so lovely to have a wonderful minister to lead the service. Rev.  Brito's booming voice brought a level of enthusiasm to the service that was really delightful.  We sang so loudly at church and again at our house later that my voice is scratchy today.

Tomorrow, Joe accepts the nomination to become Chairman of the Board for Geneva Classical Academy.  He is excited about working with our new interim head master but there is much, much work to be done.  Boy, he has two really big new hats to wear.  Good thing I'm starting a book on prayer because I'll need to become more faithful to lift him up!

A recent photo of my silly boys.



Did I ever show you this one from New Year's? I call it Jonah's Horror at His White Brother's Attempt to be Hip.


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