a very different last week of june

It was a very different week than most. On the surface it looked exactly like the week before it and exactly like the week before that.

Camp week.

It was this exact sameness that differentiated this week from the last week in June the year previous, and the year previous to the year previous.

No blazing heat.
No all day road trip.
No 7am camp staff meetings.
No mysterious cafeteria meals.
No stress, strain, and lack of sleep.

Then again...

No heat of the spirit ablaze.
No camaraderie-forming captivity.
No role in raising their eyes to His reality.
No late nights of laughing over inside jokes untold.
No view to the vital transforming power bringing new vibrancy.

There's nothing magical about the camp; it's just that God show up every time.

This year I didn't.