
Word is that J awoke this morning to find that one of his two bags arrived in Glasgow. He was happy to have another change of clothes :-).
He writes,
"this huge feeling of dread that i did have (and was causing me to lose perspective) has now turned to relief, so that's good. i'm thinking now about how it felt like i was relying more on my luggage than i was on the Lord... i'm just really happy to be wearing my own clothes and deodorant. there's something about being in a foreign country and forgetting how you used to smell. ugh."
Camp officially starts today. J will work with Junior High boys the first week, and is in charge of worship, horseback riding (!) and sword fighting! Is that not a guy's idea of fun? Sword fighting on the family land of William Wallace. Jolly good sport, that!
Thank you for prayers and kind words on his and our behalf!
Javamom
Hooray! I'm glad to hear that all came out well. Your son is in charge of worship, horseback riding and sword fighting? Wow! What a Renaissance man you have raised! ;)
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