Last year at some point, the camps bookkeeper and I decided that we wanted to buy lottery tickets. One day we were just sitting in the office dreaming up all the things the camp could do if it had the money. A new lodge building. State of the art kitchen. Real staff housing (which I … Continue reading Living as though I have a million dollars.
Have you ever gotten so caught up in plans, and ideas for your future that it just completely consumes everything you are? Lately, I've been so focused on what will be that I don't take a second to look at what is. Last night our team got some pretty upsetting news. That we most likely … Continue reading Living for the Future
Two Weeks ago I wrote a blog post about getting to know people and it being extremely hard for me to say goodbye to those people. Last night I had a bit of an emotional episode. This summer, friends have come back to work at The Station. People that I truly care about and quite … Continue reading In My Own Head
A couple of weeks ago, we had a ministry meeting at the camp. This meeting included the two staff members, the three guys living with us, and my boss and her family. It was an amazing time of our fearless leader opening up about her crazy awesome testimony to three guys who don't necessarily believe … Continue reading Hard Goodbyes
I didn't realize that I had fallen for this guy until one day we were hanging out doing homework and he said "don't fall for me." Don't ask me how we got on a subject that triggered this response, because for the life of me I can't remember. All I remember was this sinking feeling. This … Continue reading Sometimes People Get Led On And Sometimes Those People Are Me
Awhile back I changed the name of my blog from "A Doubting Girl" to "Girl In the Meadow." I'm not sure if many people noticed this, or even really cared, but it happened. And here's why. For most of my life, I doubted myself. In almost every single thing that I did. This is why … Continue reading Girl In The Meadow
Sometimes I sit down to write about a certain topic, and I get halfway through what I want to say and realize that I don't want to finish it. Sometimes crushes just aren't that important, or poems aren't meant to be read by everyone. Whatever the case, I gave up my previous post about graduating … Continue reading No More Fear