Youth Camp

Recently, Shelby left and went to youth camp for the first time. She went to a camp called Snowbird. She has not been the same since she returned... At camp on of their outreach or missions was to go to a nursing home and just visit the people there. Shelby loved this, she told me about how cute one of the ladies was and how they painted the women's fingernails and story after story of the different people she talked to while she was there. As I looked at my daughter I could see a change in her, a light that i had not seen before, a passion in her eyes, a glow about her. She had a ball, my Shelby who I never thought would do such things as plunging 90ft down a mt. harnessed in a three man swing, go down a souped up zip line, go white water rafting down the Nantahala river in NC, Jump in a whirlpool(yes i said a whirlpool!) climb what basically amounts to an obstacle course all the way up a mountain, a real one, not what we people around here in GA call mts. So many things she did and learned not just physically but most importantly spiritually. She never ceases to amaze me.