The meadow is my favorite part of the drive to and from Eagle Lake Camp. It is the breath of fresh air as you leave camp on your days off, and it is the calm before the chaos as you head back up the mountain to face another exhausting but incredible week with your campers. Sometimes, when you felt the need, you'd pull over on your way back up the mountain, hop the fence, and run wild and free out into the field. Making time to take in the beauty.
Beth and I were both blessed with wonderful counselors when we were campers at Eagle Lake. The kind of counselor you have can really impact your experience and view of camp and I am so thankful for the beautiful women who poured into me during my camper years. They were the ones that made me want to go back as a counselor so I could pour into high schoolers like they did for me. Mer was one of mine and Beth's campers the year I went back on staff with Eagle Lake and Mer ended up going back as a counselor for the following two summers. It is such an encouraging thing to see Jesus work in previous campers' hearts and bring them back on staff as counselors. It's beautiful to see that web of discipleship being woven, and it was so fun being back in that place together for a day.
Did I mention it is windy in the meadow? Just a smidge...
I think we all have a meadow in our lives. That one place where our hearts are wild and free and we are at peace.
WHERE IS THAT PLACE FOR YOU?