Tomorrow

Tomorrow I'm heading off to girls' camp.  Oh how I LOVE girls camp!!  I was browsing the web recently and came across a picture of a tent in the wilderness and along the bottom were words something like this, "...where my testimony blossomed..." or something like that.  I wish I had bookmarked it, because, for me, that is the truth.  Girls camp solidified portions of my testimony.  I loved being out in the middle of nowhere, under the stars, close to the elements of the earth, and feeling so close to Heavenly Father.  I loved the feelings of being with others who shared my beliefs.  I felt so safe at camp.  I didn't feel that sort of safety in any other place, at any other time amongst peers.  I used to pack more than a month in advance and then agonize at how slowly the weeks would pass until we actually left.  I remember driving home, completely exhausted, and then I would cry because of the contrast I felt between the world I lived in and the wilderness of camp.  I can still feel that contrast sometimes, although I know I'm better equipped now to handle the world.  I hope that the girls that come up to camp this week will feel similar things.  I hope they feel the difference, and search for those feelings from camp in regular life.  I hope they feel the safety at camp that I felt as a youth...and that they can learn to carry that within them where ever they go.