wow
That is all i can say about the past week is wow.
I met an old friend up there and realized we haven't talked in a long time. I went up with a lot of pain and regret and God just totally used others to speak to me. I realized that for a long time, i had been trying to rely on myself to hold all the broken pieces together and it wasn't working. There are so many aspects of camp that just took place it's hard where to start. So i guess i will start with myself...so along the whole hurt and pain thing, God just totally met me where i was and I turned a lot of that baggage that has been plagueing me the past eight months. Words cannot describe the peace nor the lightness of spirit that accompanied those actions. Being that broken before Him and still being accepted and beloved is just amazing. He holds every shard that is me every jagged pieces that makes up me and my brokeness just completely overwhelms me and i am humbled.
In terms of counseling camp with the girls, it was amazing. Having the support of the camp staff and the other counselors, the body of Christ truly shined last week. Turns out my dear little campers have issues with bottling up emotions (which i know i am guilt of as well) and really watching those bottles become uncorked and some of the contents spill forth really was something special. One of the speakers really hit home when he talked about talking with people and how people tend to only know an aspect of another person rather than the whole picture. Because of this, judgements tend to be made too quickly with out asking why is the person acting this way? what makes the person act this way? Because of a fear of vulnerability, we only give glimpses or rather only show facets to people which prevents us from knowing others on more than a superficial level. I realized what the speaker said was completely me. Because of past experiences from moving around, making myself vulnerable, even to you guys, freaks the bloody Ell (that's ell not hell there is a difference) out of me [with the exception of Jen].
*shrug* so that has been me this week: broken and at peace (with a hint of fear because i'm not sure how u guys will respond to this post) tho i really feel God tell me i need to write this post. and ask you guys: What are some of the joys and wounds that you guys carry? (don juan line running through my head "I want to know you. I want to know your hopes and your dreams?") How can i support you?
I met an old friend up there and realized we haven't talked in a long time. I went up with a lot of pain and regret and God just totally used others to speak to me. I realized that for a long time, i had been trying to rely on myself to hold all the broken pieces together and it wasn't working. There are so many aspects of camp that just took place it's hard where to start. So i guess i will start with myself...so along the whole hurt and pain thing, God just totally met me where i was and I turned a lot of that baggage that has been plagueing me the past eight months. Words cannot describe the peace nor the lightness of spirit that accompanied those actions. Being that broken before Him and still being accepted and beloved is just amazing. He holds every shard that is me every jagged pieces that makes up me and my brokeness just completely overwhelms me and i am humbled.
In terms of counseling camp with the girls, it was amazing. Having the support of the camp staff and the other counselors, the body of Christ truly shined last week. Turns out my dear little campers have issues with bottling up emotions (which i know i am guilt of as well) and really watching those bottles become uncorked and some of the contents spill forth really was something special. One of the speakers really hit home when he talked about talking with people and how people tend to only know an aspect of another person rather than the whole picture. Because of this, judgements tend to be made too quickly with out asking why is the person acting this way? what makes the person act this way? Because of a fear of vulnerability, we only give glimpses or rather only show facets to people which prevents us from knowing others on more than a superficial level. I realized what the speaker said was completely me. Because of past experiences from moving around, making myself vulnerable, even to you guys, freaks the bloody Ell (that's ell not hell there is a difference) out of me [with the exception of Jen].
*shrug* so that has been me this week: broken and at peace (with a hint of fear because i'm not sure how u guys will respond to this post) tho i really feel God tell me i need to write this post. and ask you guys: What are some of the joys and wounds that you guys carry? (don juan line running through my head "I want to know you. I want to know your hopes and your dreams?") How can i support you?