Tar Hollow

I am sitting here realizing that I didn't tell you all about what an amazing week I had at camp!!!



Ok... that may be because it wasn't always amazing and awesome and awe inspiring. It was full of hard stuff, challenging situations, and tough circumstances. It was full of drama.



But you know what else? Camp was great! I had a great time with people I only see once a year (that's unfortunate!). I laughed at things that made no sense, talked about things that were vaguely important, and beaded lots of bracelets.



I love camp. I love going. I love seeing the kids get there and the staff arrive and everyone being all excited about being together again. I love watching people stress out on Saturday night and Sunday and not know what to do about this or that... and then I love to watch God show up and blow all of our planning and worries right out of the water. I love to see kids love on each other for a week.


That's what has taken me back year after year since high school... and next year it will be 10 years I have spent in the crazy hollow between the 4 big hills that we lovingly call "camp!"


Camp is good. One of these years I fully intend to show up there and NOT be so tired from the rest of the summer that I want to pass out all week.



Thanks friends for another great year at old Tar Hollow. Thanks for changes... and thanks for those sacred cows.... God is good!!



(Shout out here to Charlotte for the great pics... you ROCK!!)