Psalm 127:3,4
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
I know sometimes it can be annoying when family members brag on each other, but you will just have to excuse me this time. My parents are one of a kind... amazing, really. About 7-8 years ago, my mother went to a children's ministry conference and saw a booth on foster children... since then, it's been one of my parent's life missions to start and run a summer camp for abused, abandoned and neglected children. From that, Champions for Life Kids' Camp was birthed. This week they are on their 6th year of camp, running 2 weeks each summer with over 140 children and 200 volunteers, plus over 24 churches are involved each week. They are the kind of people who listen to the Lord and then simply do what He says. I am SO PROUD of them... really, so proud and humbled.
Yesterday Chris and I went up to set up for Champions For Life Kid's Camp. It's such a weird feeling leaving everyone up there excited to meet the kids... at this stage of my life I AM SO TORN! I couldn't wait to leave to go and see my baby, but it was hard to say goodbye, knowing my teens were up there ministering to an incredible group of children. I have a feeling this is how my life will be now... always wanting to be at 2 places at once. I do have to say that my swollen feet this morning helped me appreciate being home!
I don't know what it is about this pregnancy that is making me more emotional than last time... maybe it's because I'm having a girl and am lacking all the testosterone Isaac gave me with my last pregnancy. Either way, I am good 85% of the time, but every once in awhile I become emotionally unstable and laugh and cry at the same time. Chris cracks up.
