Another one off to camp

This morning Mark is leaving for a week at camp. Last night he was out with a couple of friends before he leaves town, and his truck died. Tim had to come and tow him to the place where we had already planned to have the truck serviced, only now instead of just fixing a leaky gas tank (that's right), they will have to discover the reason it doesn't run. Well, at least Mark will be off having fun up north. This week is supposed to be unseasonable cool--high in the 60s here in the Twin Cities, but maybe only in the 50s up north for Mark. Well, he should still have a good time--playing volleyball, games, going to chapel, having small group Bible study, eating great camp food, climbing the climbing wall and doing the ropes course, going to the craft hall...

He is missing a show with his band this week. One of the band members threatened to come pick him up at camp for the show--but I don't think he is really serious. I tell you, I think sometimes teenagers delight in seeing how vexed they can get their parents to be.

Ah well, have fun at camp, Mark. May you grow in your walk with God and come home refreshed.

Till next time,


Suzi