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Can't Wait to Go Back?

This past summer my family went to Family Camp. We borrowed the cabin of a friend. This was the first time our family had gone to a week-long camp. As I was bringing in our bags and food, I heard a scream come from the loft of the cabin, where my very curious 8-year old had opened a window. When she closed it, she forgot to get her finger out of the way.

We hadn't been there 10 minutes and now I was taking my screaming daughter and her bloody finger around looking for a nurse. So started our week.

As the week continued, scrapes and bumps continued to mount. Playing outside can be dangerous. Which is why we were a bit safer when it rained. Which it did. A lot.

Despite all this, tears flowed when we left camp that week. Fast forward 3 months. I am reading a paper my daughter wrote for class. Here's the gist:

I love camp! This summer my family went to camp. It was awesome. I almost severed my finger. I bumped my head. It rained everyday. I love camp!


Are you kidding me? There was crying everyday. There were injuries. But my daughter can't wait to go back. It makes me wonder how I deal with low points in my week.

In Exodus 14, Moses and the Israelites are trapped between the Red Sea and Pharaoh's army. The people start to panic and ask Mo why he didn't just leave them alone in Egypt (Exodus 14:10-12). To be sure, Moses smacked them around a bit and God got them out of this predicament. But this would not be the last time the Israelites would cry about leaving Egypt.

Let's ponder their time in Egypt for a moment. This is where they were enslaved and mistreated for 400 years. Yeah, can we go back. I miss those days.

What's your perspective like these days? Are you trying to make lemonade out of the ingredients life is throwing at you? Are you longing for glory days gone by or simply day dreaming of how much better the future will be?

Today is the day that God has made. You should be humming a song by now when you read that sentence. But more importantly, you should be living it out. Today is more than just what you make it. It's what God is making for you.

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