Some explanation: The letter below just arrived in the mail today. I now recall my feelings at the end of camp. My exhaustion was bordering on that hopeless feeling one gets when one imagines that all her efforts were for naught. Elijah's reaction after God's victory at Mt. Carmel comes to mind. He was so tired, fleeing, homeless, ready for rest; and he came to God in the attitude of despair which was all he could muster, "I have had enough, Lord." 1 Kings 19. And how does God react to fugitives that ask to be killed off before their pursuers succeed? Oh--That is the God I love!
I often feel hopeless during transitional times of life. This letter is continuing the conversation.
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Some things shouldn't be forgotten. Your God has been faithful here at Black Rock. Without any preparation, few decorations, and no idea what faith would look like, I came here. I had had a year of academic difficulty and had become frazzled, disconnected, busy. But during pre-camp training, the Lord spoke to me. Oh Lord, it wasn't a prepared heart, a full resume that You wanted. You wanted me.
I gave You my all this summer. The whole cup is drained. 71 young girls plus 6 women have camped at my cabin. I was hostess, sister, mommy, planner, pastor, massage therapist, teacher. Each week, I know their lives were changed. They may or may not have communicated their appreciation. I know it was done in Your Name, Jesus. If exhaustion is any indication, this summer was beautiful. And it was.
Risk it.
Love,
Me then.
1 John 2:14
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