Owen joined 68 middle school students from our church at an overnight camp, The Edge. At 5:30 AM (!) on June 20th, I took a super excited Owen to our church. He boarded this huge double decker bus and headed to Covenant College in Georgia.
He and his two best buddies dressed in the same color (not on purpose!)
The bus didn't actually pull away until 6:25. I was more worried about his safety on that huge bus than him being away from home for 5 days. Oh, the things we moms worry about. BUT I did find myself praying for him a lot the whole week. I wish I could say that about every week :(
One evening, I was super tired (Avery had not slept well the night before) and super emotional (attended a funeral for a friend of mine) and I was missing him a lot, so I laid on his bed and prayed and felt a tad closer to him.
While he was gone, I was certainly tempted to worry. Worry about big things, his health and safety and little things like, brushing his teeth and not eating all junk food. But most of all I consoled myself as I recognized a new phase in his life... I was not a part of his camp experience, he was there on his own. Up until now, I have been a part of most of what he experiences. Yes, I missed him and yes, I worried, but I think more than anything, I just missed "knowing" and I realize this is just the tip of the iceberg. God met me, he did not leave me in my sadness. He reminded me that He knows my boy and his heart and his days. Once again... in faith, I trust.
Owen had an amazing time. He has been catching up on sleep ever since. We get bits and pieces of information at random times. I am (very) slowly learning how to have conversations with a tween boy ;)
