Hi all my friends, family, prayer supporters! Here we are, the day of staff training! We run staff training until Sunday, and then run day camps for July, and we might switch over to overnights in August if we are allowed.
Last minute we decided to run a version of our LDP program, guess whose in charge of running that!?
We are in great need of a lifeguard, please pray, pray, pray!
We are also in need of some type of maintenance person, because right now that partly falls under me as well.
And then who knows what an assistant director does during a summer camp?? We'll find out!
So there's actually so much on my plate, i don't feel stressed, because there's no room on my plate to feel stress! So thanks God!! :)
Please pray I walk humbly, yet boldly. Pray that I put in my best efforts everywhere and don't cut to many corners because of tiredness/fear.
These are my newest shoes! YES, they are a bit crazy out there, but they have a significant reason! My Grandpa and Grandma both died last year, and they left a bit of inheritance money for our family. I wanted a way to remember there, and an opportunity to strike up conversation with other's about the hardships they went through, yet how they endured for Christ! As I wear them around camp this summer, I too can endure the hard challenges that come by way by faith in Jesus Christ. Below is a bit of Grandpa's obituary.
Dad moved his family to Winnipeg, MB sometime later and started working as a furniture maker. A brain tumor and subsequent surgery necessitated a change in career as his entire left side was not functioning properly. He bought his dad's farm near Giroux and started a new phase in his life. Times were very difficult because many simple tasks were hard for him to perform given his physical limitations. Dad faced many challenges in his life, losing his 17-year-old son Gerald as well his daughter Shirley Penner and two granddaughters Brendalee Penner and Shauna Penner. Through it all he continued to persevere and just kept going. Dad and mom made it work, together with the Lord's help.
Dad lost his good arm in a farm accident on February 14, 1980. He was officially retired. Things got somewhat easier when they sold the farm. Dad and mom would do some traveling mostly with John and Shirley. He also enjoyed mowing their huge lawn and taking afternoon naps.
We as a family have never heard dad complain even once about his lot in life. He has been a shining example of a man who just wouldn't quit.
When we were little, our dad would sit in a living room chair and we would gather around him and beg him to tell us stories. His made-up stories involved bears, wolves, forests, tractors, and all kinds of fascinating things. He would sometimes tell us stories of his childhood and winning races because he could run so fast. Well dad, we can see you in heaven now running through the grass in your bare feet, doing somersaults, and all the other things you've been unable to do in the last 57 years. Enjoy! We will miss you dad, but we are so happy for you.
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