This past five days I have been a middle school camp counselor. oof. It was rough. I had seven kids grades 4-6. four girls, three boys. through the entire camp, we constantly had listening issues. as counselors my team would have to get everyone to meals and sessions, we would give them time reminders and they would move at the speed they liked, most of the time we were late. The second day of camp was so hard. we took them into town they wanted to go get pizza. we had one hour to get 13 girls pizza and get back to camp. it took them 35 minutes to buy pizza for everyone and then wanted to bring the pizza back to camp to eat. so we had to leave early so that they had enough time to eat. They, however, did not understand that. three girls asked me if they could pick up soda on the way back and I said no and explained that we needed to get back early so they could eat. message not received because when we walked past the store with the soda one walked in to buy soda while the other one stayed outside to reassure me that it would only take her two minutes. ‘ma’am it will only take two minutes, she is almost out’ boy do I dislike being called ma’am. especially when kids aren’t listening. It was so frustrating to know that we had to be at camp but be unheard and ignored. it was so difficult to be I that position knowing that I had their best intentions at heart but they thought I was restricting them or holding them back.
God really hit me in the face. How often is God telling me to do something, but I ignore him because I need soda. I don’t actually like soda but you get what I mean. God will always have my best intentions at heart but sometimes we have to give in and just listen to him. I am reminded that in order for us to actually hear the voice of God you have to know what he sounds like.
I have been in Jeffery’s Bay for two weeks now and God is continuing to remind me that he is faithful and does answer prayers, just not always in the way we expect.
