Well, it has been quite a while since I have written on this and the reason is because I went to two different camps and Six Flags in Arlington. Black Mesa Bible Camp was the first one I went to. I have to say that it was probably one of the most exceptional church camps I have ever participated in. I could feel God moving in everything there. I even felt him move in me when I gave a talk in chapel. I made many friends that I can hardly wait to see again next year and I had time to just spend with God. The only down side was that I had to be reading books for my grad class that is due on Wednesday but there is no way I am going to make the deadline.
The second camp I went to was Quartz Mountain Christian camp. It was very good also. We had good times singing, hiking and just getting to know people. Seven people made the decision to follow Christ and were baptized. One was a girl from my youth group. I have several pictures from QMCC also (I forgot to bring my camera to Black Mesa).
The Six Flags trip was nuts. We left on Wednesday at 10:00 a.m. and our plan was to go to a Texas Rangers game that night at 7:05 p.m. Normally, to get to Arlington from here would be less than a five hour trip but with the youth group along and potty breaks and all, I figured it would take us about 6 hours which would still put is into our hotel around 4:00. Plenty of time to get settled in our hotel and then go to the baseball game. Well, things did not go as planned. First, the air conditioner in our 18 passenger bus went out. So we stopped and tried to get that fixed in a couple places only to find out that first, somebody didn't know how to work on it and then at a chevy dealer we found out they had 25 cars ahead of us and could in no way get us in in time. So, we went to Walmart and bought a fan and told the kids to tough it out. Second, about 2 miles outside of Decatur, Texas I was driving along in the church van (we had a bus and a van) and all of a sudden, thunk thunk, boom!!! Jen thought we had run over one of those tire treads laying on the road because she saw one flying up behind us. Well, we stopped and looked and low and behold it was our tire tread. The tread had ripped right off of the inside of our tire and somehow it didn't blow. So what should have been about a six hour trip, took about 8 hours and then by the time we got to the Fort Worth/Dallas area, we got stuck in traffic. Needless to say, I learned a lot of patience this week. I could also see God's hand working in it despite all of the annoyances. The tire accident happened about 2 miles from a tire shop and if it had happened about 40 miles down the road we would have been smack dab in the middle of Fort Worth. Plus, the simple fact that the tire ripping off didn't cause it to blow is a miracle to me, especially since I was going 70 miles an hour. God was looking out for us and holding us in his hand. I am very grateful.
Well, I hope you enjoyed getting caught up on the last three weeks of my life.
Josh
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