Some of the kids from my church just FaceTimed me. They showed me the hotwheels track they’ve been working on (it’s impressive).
They make my heart melt 💕
It’s not often I read something in my morning devotions that I can hardly wait until the end of prayer time to tell you. I did wait but barely. :) I’m pecking away at this post 30 seconds later. To everyone of Christian faith who’s felt lost and adrift, disoriented and estranged:
Have you ever slammed a door so hard when you were angry that it broke the lock and you trapped your camp counsellor in the cabin until someone could come take door off its hinges?
Being a camp counsellor is an adventure 😂
Today I met with a woman whose son came out a few years ago. At the time, she was deeply invested in an evangelical church who told her she had to choose between God and her gay son.
After praying and wrestling for weeks, she told God, “I love you, but I choose my son.”
Camp counsellor life… the teenagers just told my girls that there’s a monster that will get them if they don’t keep our cabin clean. I’m not going to tell the kids they’re lying until camp ends.
Camp counsellor life… the teenagers just told my girls that there’s a monster that will get them if they don’t keep our cabin clean. I’m not going to tell the kids they’re lying until camp ends.