It’s the end of the year, which means it’s time for me to go up to camp again.

I’ll be up here for two weeks, but I’ll have internet access, you can expect periodic updates about my thoughts and stories at camp. Hopefully it will be an insightful and expository view behind the veil at what camp looks like for a Pro Minister.

But who knows? I haven’t experienced it yet.

What I do know is that camp is really sentimental for me. many of my first activities in ministry took place as a volunteer at various camps (and as a student before that) and when I burned out and crashed and burned ministerially, it was a job at a summer camp that got me back on my feet again.

With my background it’s actually much more likely that I would have become a Camp Program Manager rather than a College Campus Minister. But God knows best apparently (I think I read that somewhere).

Last night it was messing with me though. I honestly have no idea what I’m going to do with myself this summer without any students around and there is a considerable part of my spirit that really would like to sign up as seasonal staff at a summer camp. There’s just something about these places…