Today's post is about some of the things I learned at Summer Salt. Some of them are serious, some silly, and some somewhere in between. I'll just jump right into it all.
1. The appropriate amount of water you should be drinking is, and I quote, from one of the chaperones, "Drink it until you feel like you'll throw up of you drink anymore." She also said, "I'd rather you drink the water and throw it back up than not drink anything." The irony in this is I am very emetaphobic, (meaning scared of throwing up, or of other people throwing up. I personally am more freaked by other people doing it than myself, but still, being away from home I was definitely trying to avoid it as hard as I could) and when I told my sister what she had said my sister just laughed.
2. I have amazing friends. I talked about this last week, but its worth mentioning again. :)
3. I need to work on keeping my head and heart connected. This is something I've struggled with this past year, in that I know all the answers to questions about Jesus, but I don't always take those things to heart. This is one thing I'm going to be working on, reminding myself to make that connection.
4. I am not a person who will just eat whatever if I'm hungry enough. I am a person who will hold out and refuse to eat if I don't think I can eat it. I think this goes back to the emetaphobia thing, because I'm paranoid about eating something and it making me sick, so if it doesn't taste good, my body automatically decides the food is bad, and I won't eat it.
5. Biology's got nothing on God. This is something I've always known, but I got to see it in action Thursday. Thursday morning I woke up with a stomach that didn't feel 100%. I wasn't able to eat anything for breakfast, and I only drank 1 little water bottle. I had to go to the ropes course that morning right after assembly, and I was scared I wouldn't make it, as I hadn't eaten anything, but I didn't want to tell anyone, because both other days I had missed different stuff because I felt sick. I was worried they wouldn't believe me or would be annoyed that I was complaining again. So I sucked it up, and went on the ropes course, and was totally fine. I did end up feeling bad later, but by that time it was free time and I was able to go back to my room and rest. By supper I was able to eat and was back to normal.
6. Along with the ropes course, I learned I am not at all scared of the actual ropes course. I am, however, incredibly uncomfortable and anxious around other people, specifically crying, terrified ones who I just met.
7. My story isn't my story, its His story of His work through my life. This is something that I wrote down during one of the sermons. I'm trying to keep this in mind when I blog about stuff, because really, my life isn't about me, its about Him.
8. If something won't fit in a bag, don't force it in and hope it stays. Find a new way to carry it. Otherwise, you *might* end up losing your wallet. This is especially bad if you have stored >20$, your meal card, and room key in that wallet. Don't ask how I know this. (and if you do lose it, pray someone turns it in, with everything perfectly intact, and it all ends ok)
9. Finally, you can stack buttered bee bees for an hour. This is something that my grandfather used to say all the time, and I really love it. It means that you can do anything as long as there is a definite ending time. On the hardest days, when I was tired and ready to be done, I just kept repeating that in my head.
So those were some of the lessons I learned at Summer Salt. I'm so glad I went, and I'm hoping I can go back next year. :) Xoxo
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