Summer has come rolling in.
In a tank.
With a gun on top.
And a man manning (what else would he be doing? Womaning?) the gun.
With summer comes a small dose of sun burn, bleaching hair, and thunderstorms, a large dose of tan, stress, and a heaping helping of items of both boredom and excitement, and loneliness.
The pool opened on Memorial Day weekend. The pool was as packed as the threatening storms would allow. Since then, I've been life guarding pretty heavily, with yesterday as my heaviest day yet.
In a week, my favorite camp, Raspberry Ridge, starts! I'm playing viola solely! I'm very excited.
Also, I would covet your prayers, whoever is out there, as I struggle with the daily with balancing my growing affections Michael and my desire to pursue God and find my worth and identity in Him.
(Yes, sometimes I feel a little like Nick Cage running through a graveyard with the Declaration of Independence on my back, while being shot at by a guy who is out to get my guts! But only rarely.)
oh, the mix of summer activity and emotion.
ReplyDeleteand since i AM "out here," you can bet i will pray. He will honor the pure desire of your heart.
also: nick cage doesn't have the declaration of independence on his back. ;) by now, sean bean is picking it up off the street.