Camp Dino


 

Well, I did not have to spend too much time in between celebration announcements from our friendly neighborhood dinosaur. Apparently it is time to go to camp. As the sun beat down and baked everything in sight, the idea of heading to the lake sounded pretty good. “Trails”, “Lake”, “Picnic” - it all sounded so good to me on this hot summer morning. Not sure we need the campfire, but are there many things more fun than a fire at night at camp?
I think people enjoy camping because it is such a departure from our everyday lives. Most of us are so comfortable. We live in luxury. We live in climate controlled bliss. We live with easy to prepare food and convenient access to anything we desire at any time. Life is, all in all, fairly easy for most of us.
But when we are away from the conveniences, when we have to plan ahead and make do with what we have with us, life gets interesting. When there is no internet and no delivery and when the nearest store is mikes away, we seem to slow down and appreciate all we do have. We get creative. We stop our relentless quest for more. It does our souls good.
John writes, “For all that is in the world—the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride in possessions—is not from the Father but is from the world.” We do well to step out of our comfort zone from time to time and get in touch with the difference between our wants and our needs. We would do well to slow down and breath deeply. Perhaps it would do us all well to go to camp.
Peace.

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