
Also in this time I've download the free Phil Whickham Sing-A-Long and I've got to say come on folks download - honestly it's the way I love worship music - a guitar and a multitude of voices and I figured out why - it reminds me of camp, of the purity of the moment sitting on the wood benches, the fire crackling and the light from the setting sun fading around us. God was so real then, so real, like touchable. There is this moment I recall when I'm trying to fall back to sleep, looking for a moment of comfort in the darkness of night. It's not a worship moment per say - I've got my feet hanging of the front of the sailboat, laying down and my eyes closed, enjoying the movement of the boat, the hot August sun, and being fully aware that it was my last time on that boat. My camp memories are crystal clear which I find crazy at times, but I love them, I find peace and joy in those awkward teen moments because life was simple - it was pizza buns and crafts that never worked, it was my awesome ability to do archery, it was new friends and games.
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