He spreads out the northern skies over empty space; he suspends the earth over nothing. He wraps up the waters in his clouds, yet the clouds do not burst under their weight. He covers the face of the full moon,
spreading his clouds over it. He marks out the horizon on the face of the waters for a boundary between light and darkness. The pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at his rebuke. By his power he churned up the sea; by his wisdom he cut Rahab to pieces. By his breath the skies became fair; his hand pierced the gliding serpent. And these are but the outer fringe of his works; how faint the whisper we hear of him! Who then can understand the thunder of his power?” Job 26:7-14Sunday evening, after a day on the lake...and I do mean an entire day...we loaded up and went into Evert for their fireworks. Man, does that little town in the middle of northern MI know how to put on a show! It put any fireworks that I've seen in the Atlanta area (and pretty much anywhere else, too) to shame. It was a beautiful evening for being outside enjoying the company of friends and thinking about the freedom of America we were celebrating.
As well as being the 4th, it was also camp day! Excitement began to build as we gathered our things and loaded them in the car. About the second trip out I started thinking about something and asked Tim a question about his suitcase for camp. I had us pack separate bags...one for our IN/lake time and one for camp. It was easier that way since we wouldn't have to lug such a big bag around the whole first week. It, apparently, is also easier to forget a suitcase, too, because we discovered that Tim didn't have his bag for camp. Oops! That's the first time I've ever forgotten a whole suitcase. I laughed. Other than having to revamp our leaving time to make a stop at Walmart on the way to camp, it really wasn't that big of a deal. Thankfully, there was one on our way...no need to backtrack or go out of our way.
We stopped for lunch and at Walmart then we were off for the 45 minute drive to camp. Or so I thought. Apparently, at&t isn't a popular cell phone carrier in northern Michigan. I had visualized the route on a map and had the big roads down, but once off the interstate I was as the mercy of the camp instructions. However, I had gotten off on a different exit because I was coming to camp from the opposite direction...the gps worked up until I exited I75. Then it froze up. It had some strange directions that I could not understand from where I currently was. I couldn't find the roadmap Deb had given me for such a thought as my gps not working for some reason. (I found it when we got back into Cadi as we left camp a week later...go figure). So, I drove back onto the interstate until I got a signal again and called Scott and hoped he was able to get to a computer and get me back on track. I'm surprised he could even understand my babbling through the tears and nervousness and frustration, but he did and gave me the directions I needed. I was only 18 miles from camp and was so frustrated that I couldn't get there on my own. So close yet so far away. The one person I had earlier stopped to ask for help was no help at all. She looked at me like I was crazy for even thinking she might know where I needed to be. She didn't care. Period. That hadn't helped my feeling of helplessness. Not one bit.
Anyway, once I came to the roads that were the same as the camp directions, it was easy to find. But, I had lost all kinds of time and, even though I was still "on time", it had been a mentally exhausting ordeal.
It was good to finally pull into camp and know that was all behind me.