The Wall

Any runner will tell you that there is a wall in any race. When I was in high school I occasionally ran the 400 meter dash during track meets. After about 300 meters I hit the wall where I started hurting and didn't want to go any farther. I had to force myself to keep on going as hard as I could to finish.

The past month or so have been very busy. I left from here to go on my Scotland trip on May 8. I came back to the states on June 3. Drove back from Arkansas to Illinois on June 5. I started church camp that night and did that with two nights rest until June 21. God and coffee were the only things to get me through.

Now the summer begins. We have a jam packed schedule this summer. It ought to be awesome. We have some good service projects and fun activities to really keep the group close. We had three in the group become Christians at camp. Hopefully now, we can help them to grow in their faith!

I know this post does not do it all justice, but it has been phenomenal and will only get better.