My summer at camp
While I’d be lying if I said that it was not, at times, exhausting, I’d also be lying if I said it was not the very best summer of my life.
This summer, I spent approximately 68 of my days at camp. While I’d be lying if I said that it was not, at times, exhausting, I’d also be lying if I said it was not the very best summer of my life.
This summer’s theme at Procter Camp was “I Will Sing a New Song.” It’s open to interpretation. However, one of our camp chaplains, Nancy Hardin, said something about the theme that struck me – here at camp, we become each other’s songs.
A typical camp day starts at 8 a.m. and ends at 10:30 p.m. (sometimes earlier or later, depending on the age group of the campers). During the day we can fish, swim, play lots of different sports (RED ALERT!), spend time in the arts and crafts cottage, and of course, sing. We also take the time to explore and question aspects of our faith with the help of our visiting chaplains (all of whom I would like to publicly thank – your help and guidance was and is truly invaluable). Our day concludes at campfire, and if you have never seen a sunset from Procter’s outdoor chapel, I would highly recommend that you get in your car right now and drive there.
One of the songs we sing at camp is called “Beautiful Things.” A lyric I particularly like goes like this:
“You make beautiful things, you make beautiful things out of us.”
If, as Nancy said, we are each other’s songs, then God is a pretty awesome DJ. And if you want to listen to his best track, come to camp. Pretty much everything we make here is beautiful. (I’m not completely sold on the shaving cream art activity, but I won’t deny the potential.)
I would also like to take this time to suggest next summer’s camp theme: Susie’s Twice-Baked Potatoes. Come to camp, you can have some of those too.
Bailey Leo was a first-year counselor at Procter Summer Camp