When I say someone stole my MoJo.. I don’t mean beer.. I don’t even drink the stuff (beer or mojo beer). I am exhausted.. you know the kind of exhausted like you’ve spent 48 hours with children that never sleep? Oh wait.. maybe that’s what happened to my MoJo..
They look sweet and innocent eating pizza don’t they?
Maybe that’s it. Back in July when I volunteered to “help” with the Confirmation Class. I thought it would be a good way to spend my Sunday mornings. I had no idea I would grow to love each one of these kids for all of their special-ness. (is that a word? Don’t tell me I don’t want to know.)
Here’s the man and child #2 setting up the projector at the OU Lodge.
Friday evening I set off with 11 of my closest 7th and 8th graders to the Ottawa University Lodge at Pomona Lake. The OU lodge is an interesting place. It reminds me of the Brady Bunch house (far out man).
We had a schedule:
Kids Setting Up their stuff.
Buzzard’s Pizza.. yum..
We were sitting around Friday night watching “Austin Powers”. When we heard a strange sound…
This doesn’t look like much.. but it was an ARMY Helicopter.
We had a Army helicopter land about 200 feet from our lodge. It was pretty cool, and freaked us out at first. It stayed there for about 30 minutes, then flew off.
Without this guy.. this retreat would not have happened… He’s awesome
There’s a lot of purple going on here. (girls are pink boys are blue.. mix them together they make purple)
One thing about boys.. they love fire (see the lighter in his hand?) I had to hide that like 10 times.
I think they are looking at a wasp
Who knew you could play Twister alone?
The Session (our church’s governing body) ate lunch with us.
We spent September through May learning more about our faith, and about each other. These kids have taught me a lot about myself, and my own belief system. I am a little really sad the class is over. I love each one of them, and will miss spending Sunday Mornings with them.
