the journeys continue

I have now returned from a weekend stint at clergy kids camp 2005! This was a camp designed for Methodist PK's to come and meet fellow PK's and have fun. I went with the band to this beautiful camp in Leesburg, FL (and if you can tell me where that is I'll give you a dollar....okay a quarter, I'm cheap). It was a great weekend for fellowship with the band members. I hadn't been on a band trip in a few months and really missed the time with the kids and getting the opportunity to bond. We arm wrestled and quoted Napolean Dynamite and just goofed around together a lot. I also got to be a cabin mom for the high school girls cabin and I had a lot of fun meeting all of them.
Oh, I almost forgot about the freakiest part of the whole weekend. Last night I was getting ready for bed and one of the campers comes into the bathroom as well. I had been watching her throughout the day becuase she reminded me of someone and I couldn't put my finger on it. Finally it clicked that she looked just like a girl named Esther that I went to LCC with my first couple of years. So I tell her in a lighthearted way that she reminds me of a girl I went to school with named Esther and asked her if she was Haitian (becuase Esther is). She gets this really odd look on her face and asks me where I went to school (now remember folks I'm in the middle of nowhere in Florida and I'm thinking that this girl probably doesn't even know where IL is on a map....most people down here just see the Midwest as an avoidable blob of states). I say, "Oh a little school called Lincoln Christian College in Illinois...you've probably never heard of it before." Then she thinks for a second and says to me, "that is where my sister Esther went!!" How crazy is that? The Christian world is so tiny sometimes it really does feel like a family....and I love it when that happens.
Anyway...good trip. Fun had by all. Lots of great prayer and conversation. I loved it.