Camping - It's Intense

For some reason I don't seem to be able to relax ...  

For some reason I don't seem to be able to relax ...

 

I’m going camping today.  I’m so looking forward to being able to relax.  Peace, quiet, nature all around… heavenly.  However the stress involved in preparing for relaxation is doing my head in.  As I mentioned last week – preparation is a slow process.  I finish work at 1 pm today and we plan to be on the road by 2 pm.  And guess what?  I have very, very little ready.  I tried to do some groundwork this morning but all that achieved was to show all the things we swore we would fix/buy/be sure to do in advance last time we camped, have not been fixed/bought/done in advance. 

The knot is my stomach is growing increasingly tight and is slowly spreading to my chestal area.  The phrase “We are going camping in Hope” is taking on more significance each time I say it.

I know it will be ok.  It’s not like we going off into the frozen north or something, there are stores nearby and we can get what we need (at a price).  But I know as I crouch beside my smoldering twig pile, nibbling on the end of a frozen hot dog bun (without a dog because I forgot to buy them), drinking my coffee (through a paper towel lidded cup because I’ve forgotten those stupid little disc shaped filters for the coffee pot) some lady in Birkenstocks will pull up in station wagon and trailer and unload clear plastic boxes containing everything she needs (including home baking and probably a guitar).   At least my envy and shame will keep me warm as the fire slowly dies.  And I can listen to her singing in a high clear voice as I drift off to sleep, or is that just the sound of my airbed slowly deflating through a small hole …?

Ah well, I may not be Mrs Organized but I know I’ll have a good time - this is called "camping in faith"

It could be always be worse ...

It could be always be worse ...

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?  Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?  Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?" Matthew 6:25-34
Flower Pearson