My heart feels as though it's been torn into two rough-egded pieces; one of them remaining in Vermilion Bay, and the other still residing inside my chest. The people that I know from (and originally met at) Eagle Lake Bible Camp are so dear to me that it causes me to severely withdraw from everyone around me when I leave. I know that this is just a phase that will pass over time (and with a lot of prayer) but, God help me, I'm doing everything I can at this very moment to not jump into my vehicle and speed away to Vermilion Bay for good. I feel a strong connection to the land and the lake and, of course, the people that live there. I feel as though God has something (or someone) special for me in Vermilion Bay that he just can't wait to show me and give to me when the time is right.
But to be honest, on Sunday when I left the camp for the last time this summer, I felt a sense of closure. I felt as though God said to me, "Well done, good and faithful servant...until next summer."
He wants me to wait. It will be hard, but I know in the end, it will all be worth it!
So, Eagle Lake, until we meet again, may God hold me in the palm of his hand.
Amen!
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