It’s been about two weeks since I’ve posted something on this blog. Rest assured, I’ve not been taking a long nap nor have I spent any time in jail. No law-breaking or slacking for me. Simply put, I’ve been busy.
Hannah and I spent ten days in Nepal, along with other people from our church. We were taking an exploratory trip to see what partnership opportunities might exist between Christians and Christian organizations in Nepal and our church. I’ll write more about my experiences in another post. Needless to say, this occupied a fair amount of time.
I’m writing this current post from a coffee shop in the booming metropolis of Felton, CA. The coffee shop is called “White Raven”, meaning you can find crystals and incense alongside lattes and cappuchinos. It’s also a place where you are likely to hear someone say, “That was groovy back in 1973” (like I heard someone say just a few minutes ago).
I’m in Felton because it is the home of Opportunity Camp, the camp I’ve worked with since 1996. Opportunity Camp takes kids who are in the social services pipeline and provides them with a week of free camp. Most of these kids are in group or foster homes; this year, we have nearly 150 campers — our largest group in years. We staff the camp with Christian volunteers from around the country. It’s a great camp.
But … what all this meant was … I got home around midnight on Thursday from the airport, did laundry on Friday, mowed the lawn on Saturday, and then left for California on Sunday. And here I am.
I’ve been busy. But it’s a good kind of busy. It’s the kind of busy that doesn’t even feel like busy. I know it will catch up to me in about a week. But for now, I’m content to be busy.