What an incredible weekend! My heart is full (well, overflowing really)
As I think over all the conversations I had this weekend, there is a common theme. The connections that can happen in one week of camp is truly a God thing
In 1979 I spent one week in TPT. I got very close to my counselor. She showed what it is to truly live out Jesus in front of others. I bawled my eyes out when I had to say goodbye to her
Through the years (47) we have kept in touch.
This weekend I got to see her for the first time in 47 years. There were no awkward moments. It was as if we had seen each other all the time. Even though it was only 24 hours, it was so special.
When we said goodbye we were outside of the Tab, and I was crying.....just like 47 years ago.

