This post is testimony that I survived 5th grade adventure camp. I did not, however, decide to make a career switch to camp counselor. Nor am I enrolling in certification courses to become a 5th grade teacher. I will teach the two that I have, and no more.
Now I have two days at home (one down, one to go) and then I’m off to my high school reunion. I’ve long thought that I would go to my 20th, but not necessarily any other. I happen to be in the right hemisphere for the occasion, so I will journey out to southern California for a Saturday evening with many people I grew up with but almost none that I have stayed in contact with. I will be proud to answer the question that everyone will ask with the response that after all these years, I have worked and struggled and climbed the ladder to become…a student.
I am most interested to know if any have become believers. In my larger circle, a couple were believers, a few went to church, but most were too smart to believe in God or to submit to his Word. I suspect that the faith of some withered somewhere between college and career. I wonder if the Lord brought some to himself. And I wonder how.
On Sunday morning, I’m planning to be at Grace Community for first service. If you ‘re there and want to say hi, I tend to be drawn towards the building on the south side of the sanctuary.
21 years ago.
Great picture. You forgot to turn over, though. =)
I only wish I had “forgot.”
I would drop by and say hi, but I have a few other things going on that day. I hope you have a great trip out here and get to see lots of friends!
Todd, that looks to be about 18’1″
I love 5th grade and I love 5th grade boys! In fact, in my 5th/6th grade class, my 5th grade is compose of only boys, 3 of them. They crack me up! It is such a fun age! I really don’t care too much for the age after 6th grade. I guess that is why God put me where I am. I’m glad you made it through camp! (I wouldn’t want to be a 5th grade camp counselor, either. Teacher is more fun…you have more authority:)
Dan – it was not that high. (Or even close.) The photographer was probably using a wide angle lens, and lying flat on his back.
I’m behind on my blog reading. Hope you had a great trip. It’s a good thing I didn’t know you were out here or I would have lobbied to get you to speak in chapel.