The Missingf
Have you noticed I've been missing all weekend? Sorry, bad pun.
So where have I been and how many stories do I have to tell? Ive been on a youth camp with the Short Street crew. The title of the camp was "The Missing". This took place in the distant cold lands 20km out of Mansfield. There were a range of code-breaking activities and whatnot. The usual worship and intense teaching. I'll probably have to have follow up blogs on this because Im so tired and Im going to miss things. So how about I just do this:
Highlights of the camp
- Deep conversations
- Finding out what the word menarche means.
- Taking a walk down to the bridge with a year 8 girl and having a really good talk.
- Staying up talking with Cara and Steff.
- Steve and Karens talks
- Me winning a sherade game
- Walking around with bare feet
- Feeling disconnected from the "real world" for a while.
- The scenery
- Giving my little testimony to the grads group this morning.
- Going through Bonnie Doon!
- Playing the most rediculous and hilarious eye-spy game of my life.
- Stoz and Sammy's duet of 40 kilometers to go to Bendigo (to the tune of 99 bottles of beer)
- Getting home and wanting to go back because I really enjoyed time there.
2 comments:
Hello Sammy,
You seem to blog a fair bit! Good on ya' very thoughtful blogs at that.
Yeah, The camp was great!
The eye-spy game was really fun. And I must admit, both you and Stoz were in fine tune with that catchy song detailing how far we had travelled ;)
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