Thursday, June 18, 2009
I am up to my ears in camp stuff.
Half the food was purchased a couple of days ago, the rest will be bought the day before camp.
My kitchen and pantry floor, as well as my kitchen table and counter, are covered with bags of canned goods and peanut butter and various ingredients which will be magically transformed into some delicious camp meals next week.
All of the hamburger is cooked and frozen, but I still need to cook and shred the 20 pounds of chicken.
I need to experiment with a Dutch oven three times this week so I'll know what I'm doing when cooking up at camp. I'm not sure when I'll have time, but it needs to happen.
My devotionals are typed up and ready but part of my camp craft still needs to be cut into one-yard sections.
I have yet to collect enough ice chests to pack the perishable foods in. I also need to freeze some more juice bottles to keep things cold all next week.
I am constantly praying for at least one lightning storm while up at camp next week. I feel a bit selfish with this request, but the skies over MIA Shalom are amazing when the lightning flashes. And after a count of 1-one-thousand, 2-one-thousand, the earth shakes as the thunder booms... and all is right in my world.
The empty spaces in our kitchen and garage are filled with boxes and plastic bins - some filled, some empty. By next Monday evening these containers will be cleaned, packed and ready for a week of Camp MIA Shalom.
The empty space in my heart that yearns for my week in the outdoors - close to nature and God and 250 teenage girls - cannot wait to be filled.
5 days... and counting.
I am like a little kid who can't sleep the week before a trip to Disneyland.
The anticipation is killing me.