Last summer and the summer before that I worked at camp. I wasn't going to apply this summer, I really wasn't. I kept coming up with excuses not to.
For instance, I was going to make "some real money" this summer.
And camp salaries went up, by a lot.
I wouldn't "have the time to get things organized to go away for a year."
And I realized, well, what do I really need to get organized? I spent two weeks last summer traveling with a suitcase the size of a small backpack. I've got this packing thing made.
What about paperwork?
If I got hired at camp, I'd need to get a criminal record check done anyway - two birds with one stone.
What about the phone interview?
Okay, that one's just dumb. Obviously camp doesn't start until June. That's almost two months in between graduation and camp.
It was like God was saying, you're not done at camp yet, Sarah. Don't be silly.
I'm going with it. It's always so much easier to go with what God's telling you than to throw around excuses.
Besides, I love camp. I was going to miss it terribly.
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Good luck! I have never worked at a camp but it doesn't sound like a bad deal at all.
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