As I was looking through my blog archives I realized their were only five EFY entries. I thought there has to be some sort of mistake in the google blogosphere. I most certainly worked 6 weeks of EFY. I searched high and low for my missing post and it was no where to be found. Was it deleted? Was it ever created? Surely I wouldn't skip a week, but how else could this tragedy have happened? I'm a little more than sad and am mourning the lost post (if it really ever existed). So this is me attempting to give it some justice.
Some things I remember learning this week:
- sometimes its ok to be a girl
- the power of positive thinking is quite impressive
- don't be proud, your not doing much
- don't try to play cupid at efy... (for counselors of course)
- set goals
- if your bishop's calling you after 9, he's asking you to speak :)
- i love my parents
- praying aloud, for people by name, with a friend can make a world of difference
- it's ok to cry... really
- the Lord makes up for what you lack when your doing all you can
- always follow the promptings of the spirit, eve when they don't make sense... they will
- having curled hair is the bomb
- you probably shouldn't use the kitchen, even if the door is unlocked
- any problem can be fixed with a prayer
- sometimes four counselors work really well together and things just jive
- 40 kids is a big group, but you can still have everyones name memorized by fhe
- the morris center is still disgusting
Co Counselors: Jordon, Summer, Me, and Trent
Just me and my girls.
Just me and my girls.
This was a week of polars. Let me explain. I felt like this was one of my most challenging weeks. Not really because of my youth, but because I was struggling. I was all over the place despite the fact that I had 3 amazing co counselors, 10 amazing girls, 1 fantastic roommate, 2 calls from my bishop to speak, but 0 big issues. I struggled internally on a few levels with feelings of inadequacy and insecurity. I was so worried that because I was having an off week, despite my best efforts, my girls would spiritually suffer the repercussions. I was wrong. The Lord made up for all that I lacked, but only because he knew that I was giving it my all. As I listened to my girls bare testimony of their savior, I realized I hadn't failed, He succeeded. It was a wonderful lesson to learn.
I find it extremely ironic that this is the week I forget to post... the week where my company name is "Putteth Off". The week where I put off posting for 2 months...
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