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As most of you know, this past week was Camp Cornerstone (our church's version of VBS). For the first time, I worked in the kitchen (usually I'm a tour guide). Working in the kitchen is way harder than you'd expect. But with Elizabeth as our fearless leader, we made it through the week. I must say that I felt very disconnected from what was going on with the kids (I have no clue what the "stops" or bible verses were, who the story tellers were, what crafts were made, etc.) and that was a strange feeling. The only thing familiar to me about CC this year was "Great Big God". After relaying my feelings about this to a friend, she commented that since I worked for Steve, she assumed that I knew everything that was going on with CC. Of course, my reply was "just b/c I work for him doesn't mean he informs me of anything". Sorry G, it's true. AND this week Shareen got in trouble for not really helping where she was suppose to be helping. Yes she is just 12 and this was her first year to help with CC and eat off the teacher's table (a rite of passage for every upcoming 7th grader), but I expected so much more of her. Why? Why the great expectations? I don't know. I've always said I just want her to be who she is in Christ, be comfortable in her own skin, just be herself. So why do I not let her learn from her own mistakes, why do I constantly try to keep her from falling, when I know she has to experience the fall to know how to climb back up, to be who she is in Christ and be comfortable in her own skin? I don't know, b/c I'm a mom, maybe. Or b/c I want everything to be ok for her. I don't want her to have the life I had. Or b/c I'm a great big sinner and I can't get past my own pride and unbelief.
Great expectations gone without a trace Consummation of the common place Always falling on one's proverbial face But that's the human race ya'll The human race ya'll -Mo Leverett
Ok, probably b/c I'm a great big sinner that is so wrapped up in pride and unbelief I look like I came from Roly Poly (BTW, Roly Poly has the greatest wraps EVER!). I'm so glad God gives abounding grace... now if I could only learn to pass that on to my daughter! And to all the people who complained about the carrots |
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