For our first ministry on the World Race we were up in the Wicklow Mountains working with Dublin Christian Mission (DCM) at their annual Drimnagh Family Summer Camp. About six families were here; many of them are returning families and have been coming to this camp for years. There were anywhere from two to six kids per family and some have single parents.

A normal day at camp consisted of morning staff meeting and prayer, breakfast, morning session, lunch, tea, a bit of free time, canteen, an outing to a local park, beach or city, snacks littered throughout all of this as well, supper anywhere from 6-8pm, evening session, dinner, free time and/or bedtime.

As you can see, they feed us a lot. Have you seen the part in the first Lord of the Rings where the hobbits are talking about breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, supper etc? Well, its true!  You’ve got to learn to pace yourself out here! We asked if this was normal for Ireland and someone laughed and replied, “No, this is DCM.”
 
             

DCM is an incredible organization in so many ways! Their staff are incredible people with so much hospitality, joy, patience, grace and beautiful servant hearts. I learned so much from them that week. We were been really blessed to be there and we even had hot showers! We were really grateful because as Racers we know those will be few and far between this year!

But here’s the thing about Ireland, time isn’t really of the essence. Its pretty free structured and fluid as far as scheduling goes. I’ve barely worn or looked at my watch all week because I just haven’t needed it. We basically get an outline for the day so you know what order things are happening in but exactly when those things are happening is entirely another story because it just really doesn’t matter. This is very different from home, but I’ve found that I quite like it. Its more relaxing and natural. Its nice.

Each afternoon we would take the kids on a different outing to give the parents a break, but sometimes the parents would come with us too and it would be a fun family time. Sometimes we’d go to local parks and the kids would wear their wellies (rubber boots) and we’d walk through the streams or we’d get ice cream and play Frisbee or push the kids on the swings.  One time we went to a bowling alley/playscape. The parents went bowling and the kids went upstairs into this HUMONGOUS play structure. Have you ever seen or been to Adventure City? It was like that, but only bigger and with multiple levels! Foam, slides, hoops, a giant ball pit, tunnels…the kids had a riot to say the least. I went bowling with a few of the mom’s and it was a great time. I mostly had been working with the kids the whole time at camp, but this time I got to build relationships with some of these women and hear their heart and their stories. It was fantastic. Our bowling scores maybe weren’t so fantastic… but the conversation and relationship building was.
       
 
To be continued…