The Bird

I’m going to try to wrap surely insufficient words around one of those God moments that I wish I could just bottle up and put on the shelf so that I could re-live it again in the future. You see, I just dropped our youngest, our 18-year old daughter, off at church. It's a hot, Sunday summer afternoon and she's going off to camp for a week. That's something she’s been doing for a long, long time - going to church camp every summer. She’s been doing that for years. But this time, she's going as an adult…as a camp counselor with some responsibilities to watch over a group of kids. She’s not going this time as a camp attendee. Not as a student. Not as a little girl.