Monday, June 30, 2014

I Am the Tooth Fairy

The last two weeks have been a crazy blur with a weekend of almost non-stop sleeping in between. Camp is exhausting, and besides waking up to visit the Pearl Harbor Memorial and Waikiki, we've basically spent the entirety of the weekend sleeping. All the girls, seven total, are staying in one big room at a local pastor's house. The minute we get back from camp on Friday afternoons our luggage goes in one pile, we go in another pile, and it's off to sleep.

With such tight living quarters on the weekends and living with eight year olds during the week it would be impossible for none of us to get sick, and in true Margaret fashion, I led the pack. I spent the entire teen week with no voice, little energy, and four cool girls who went with the flow. It was incredible to see God's strength in my weakness! I had never fully realized how proud I am until I didn't have a voice, but we serve a Great God who delights in using His broken children. Mostly whispering, I was able to talk to each of my campers about things they struggle with, and most importantly, hear their heart for Jesus and for reaching the lost. The messages were on being an authentic disciple of Jesus, something I can only do through the power of Jesus! 

Week ends, insert sleep here.

Zzzzzz.

Sleep ends, week begins.

Our second junior week was a little smaller. I had three campers, ages 8, 10, and 12. We laughed a lot and learned a lot. The junior campers become your best friend instantly, and they hang on your every word. It's nice. My girls asked a lot of questions about everything under the sun, screamed at my ghost stories, laughed at my jokes, and on Wednesday we all wore pink. Success. 

The highlight of the week, however, came in the early morning hours of Friday. The day before my eight year old camper lost a tooth.

So, in those dark hours of the morning, I bravely climbed up to her top bunk bed, carefully slid the little tooth out from under her pillow, and replaced it with money to spend at the Canteen. She didn't wake up.

I am the tooth fairy. And being the tooth fairy is being an adult. Success.


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