I'm starting to feel my age here at church camp.
I haven't been able to sleep well at camp for several seasons now. Playing basketball and hand golf everyday, which I really enjoy, leaves me limping and hobbling. Even sitting and working on my sermon in the cafeteria hurts my posterior. And getting up up from these low-slung cafeteria tables? I move and sound like a wounded water buffalo dying in the mud.
I try to remind myself that these kids are making decisions for Christ every day and I have a truly special opportunity to teach them and encourage them. Not to mention I get the opportunity to bond with and enjoy my fellow ministers and volunteers.
But as much fun and as worthwhile as camp is, I'm kinda ready to go home!