Well Spent

We are exhausted!  But it would be hard to find a more satisfied quartet of farangs in Chiang Mai District right now.

Day Five of Day Camp...the last day....is done. 

Four Highviewers, 20 some odd Hot Springers, 62 kids, one sensational facility room, five character qualities of Joseph that helped him persevere, so many bumble bees brought home to proud mommies, way too many lion hunts, and a thousand actions to a whole truck load of songs later, and we said goodbye.  It was, in the opinion of those having done our camps here before, the best one yet.  ABCs, days of the week, months of the year, English Bible words and basic colours were the foundations of the English curriculum.  Joseph, as mentioned before, was the baseline for our stories and the teaching that led to the need for forgiveness and the sensational grace of Jesus.

We were back to our rooms for a brief rest before supper.  I lay down just to 'close my eyes' and ended up sleeping right through what I'm told was a ripper of a thunderstorm.  Had no idea.  I was out.  We're all tired.

But it's that wonderful kind of tired when you're spent, but you know you've spent yourself well.  When the output is far exceeded by the return, and the results make every weary, aching bone and muscle barely register on the investment scale.

Any one of us can run into times when we feel like we work long and hard and see precious little if any return for it.  Frustration and discouragement can outweigh the efforts, and we're left wondering if all our energies are making any difference.  Today, I am not wondering.

I am rejoicing, and praising, and delighting and sighing those deep, hold your breath for a second, kind of sighs that feel like something holy has just happened.  Because it has.

Tomorrow is Saturday.  Recuperation day.  And it includes a trip to the swimming pool.  Just when you think it can't get any better....