Being away at camp can really put you behind. It feels like I “hit the ground running” upon arriving home at camp and haven’t stopped since. Surprisingly, I’ve spent precious little time blogging or tweeting in the last two weeks. Let me catch you up:
Got back from camp on a Saturday, barely sat down and then went to Morrisville Day at the Park, to the office, back to the park. Church on Sunday. Don’t remember what happened Monday, besides getting ready for Innovative Church Community (ICC) on Tuesday, where I am the default leader at this time. Tuesday was all ICC. Wednesday is staff meeting and who knows what else – future planning for upcoming church campaign. Thursday, can’t remember (no surprise there). Friday Courtney leaves for a weekend trip with her college buddies and I’m on daddy duty for the weekend. Also Friday, my granddad dies (more on this later). Saturday, travel with Jackson to watch Joe and Lance play in a soccer tournament in Greensboro. Sunday is The Bridge’s “Day at the Lake” which includes a baptism, and I’m still on daddy duty and learned quickly just how hard my wife’s fulltime parenting job can be when I am not around to help. Courtney comes home to save me on Sunday afternoon as we get ready to travel to Pinetown, NC for granddad’s funeral. Monday is the funeral. Drive back in time to be at our Connection Group on Monday night. Love the Connection Group. Am blessed to be “connected” with everyone that is a part. Tuesday, today, feels like Monday. I keep trying to plan things for tomorrow and then think to myself, “Wait. Today is tomorrow!”
Anyway…I’ll survive. But I had to admit to my “accountability” partner this morning that I need prayer. Life has been crazy and I’m worn out and having a hard time staying connected with God such that I really feel like I’m truly living for Him and not for me. But God is so gracious. He’s knows my weakness/frailty. He picks me up when I need it.
And here’s a Bible passage that’s been on my mind:
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may be revealed in our mortal body…Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:7-11, 16-18