Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Our churchs' denomination (Federation of Reformed Churches: FORC) had an almost-week-long church retreat last week and since it was all expenses paid, we were able to go.
It was the first time EVER, our whole family has gone ANYWHERE for more than one night.
Being sandwiched between a lake and a road, it was stressful at times to try and keep track of all the children~all (naturally) running in opposite directions. But I didn't have to make a meal or wash a dish for FOUR DAYS!!! And we could jump in the lake whenever the heat got to us. And you always had great company. (And I happily ignore the rule that states you may not start a sentence with And. And you all know that because I do it all the time. And you don't seem to mind too much. )
Here are a tidy few pictures from that time, in no particular order.
I was (and am still) fighting some residual camera-hate so I never did photograph the
water trampoline jumping,
the karate-kicking Anna,
the blackboard pictionary and snort fest,
the late night gab sessions by the lake,
the circle of ladies all working on their own projects,
the porch full of rocking chairs all lined up and rocking. There must have been 20 of them,
some new friends,
and my greatest lament:
no picture of everyone all together. That would have been great.
My favorite moment of the retreat?
Before the rest of the camp was stirring, my love and I sneaking hand and hand to the lake to drink up the sunrises. And swim in them.