home . it's such a beautiful, full word . it's a place of safety and freedom . home is where i find belonging .
saturday i returned home from camp . i'm back where showers actually get you clean and water doesn't taste like chlorine . i'm in a place with a comfortable bed and more than six hours of sleep each night . home is where dirty feet are socially unacceptable and you cannot sing a song about your cereal or God making slugs . i'm back in my comfort zone, in my own room with my family . i'm home .
but over the past six weeks, a little patch of land in spruce creek, pennsylvania has become my other home . camp kanesatake is where i'm safe and free and it's where i have made the deepest friendships i could ever ask for . in some ways, the summer was tirelessly hard & so uncomfortable . there were so many unanswered questions and days when i felt like quitting . but at the same time, this summer was beautiful in a very unique way . it was a summer full of God's presence, full of his grace . he broke our hardened hearts .
i'm still sorting through everything that happened over the past six weeks . they were the busiest, most stretching weeks of growth i have experienced . i learned so much -- from truth spoken by friends & leadership and from experiences where God showed me more of who he is . it's going to take a little while to be able to truly understand and process everything that occurred . but one thing i know ? God was working . he was in control of every single detail and knew exactly what would be best for me, the staff, for each camper or parent that walked through the gates of camp kanesatake .
so though my exhaustion, cracked feet, and wild hair tell me that it's time to be truly home, i'm already missing my other home . i can't wait to share the stories of how God worked this summer . it's been deep work, uncomfortable at times . the moments didn't always seem beautiful, but looking back i can say with confidence that camp kanesatake was exactly where i needed to be this summer . God was in our midst, and i'm so thankful .
