Rain

The last few days, we've been getting dumped on by the remains of Hurricane...Alex? I'm in a news bubble down here. Anyway, it's been nasty out. And whenever it rains, the regular camp does recreation time in the gym. That means that my sports elective has absolutely nowhere to go besides...the ball field. So today we played freeze tag--I gave them the choice--and two kids ended up needing slight medical-ish attention. Grrr.

This camp makes me realize what a slacker I am, haha. Some of the kids who come don't care too much, sadly, about the music/instruments they're learning. But some of them practice for hours on end and get really good, taking advantage of the unique opportunity they have here. Makes me wish I hadn't quit...piano, French horn, basketball, cross country, etc. I think I'm going to try to identify things I want to get/stay good at. So far, it's Latin, Greek, singing. I want to learn the guitar, maybe, and take up piano again. Keep myself in good shape. We'll see, haha. I know everyone has those times when they resolve to become disciplined. Just have to do it.

I definitely started playing Europa Universalis 3 since I've been down here. I can't just do something normal and play Spain, England, or France. I have to play Ming dynasty China, Bali...Bali was fun. They are currently the most prestigious country in the world (I lucked into a level 6 prestige advisor) and I'm trying to gear up to colonize Hawaii on my way to California. Woot. By the way, I'm 24 years old. And available! Hehe

So yeah, Nebraska joined the Big Ten. That's still crazy.

I'm always reminded of the strange ways in which God works. He is, I think, teaching me to give him room to work when something seems impossible, in people's lives who seem like they don't care. Definitely praying for a few people in my cabin who seem really apathetic about the Bible studies as well as their music. It just seems so sad to have the opportunity to be in band class twice a day, have private lessons with talented musicians once a week, and have access to all kinds of different instruments, and not to care about it at all. But it's even worse to ignore the opportunity they have here to get closer--or get to know--Christ. Even some officers' kids, it seems, don't really care all that much.

Seeya!