Throw Back Thursday. This blog was first published on July 22, 2014. Have you ever thought you knew how to do something until one day someone else points out how you have been doing it wrong? Humiliated or frustrated or maybe you are one who defends your ground feeling angry with someone who had the…
My last update, Learning to Live Settled, was posted 6 months ago, but it feels like years ago. In fact it was August of last year we moved into our second temporary home since moving to Cartersville. Having lived in that location longer than we ever imagined, here is an update on our family and…
Have you ever seen a weaned child versus an unweaned child sitting in their mother’s lap? They provide two completely different images. For an unweaned child awakened in the middle of the night, momma is helpless to comfort, because the baby wants to nurse. The child would be restless and agitated in her arms. Dad…
Lately, I have coined the term “hard but good” for this new season of our life. In April of 2018 Tony joined the team at Crosspoint City Church in Cartersville, Georgia as the Kid’s Pastor. This set into motion major change for the Camp family. On the good side of things, Crosspoint is an amazing…
Ever noticed when things are amped up in our lives we tend to hold our breath? Who has time to breathe when there are places to go, things to do, problems to solve and life altering decisions to be made? Upfront, over these past couple of months, our church was preparing for a 25th Anniversary…
Hurricane Irma. Longest to remain a Category 5. Largest in history. Cause of the widest spread power outage. Irma lurked north towards Florida with most models shooting the eye right up the middle of our state. The closer Irma moved towards Florida the closer she appeared to be doing the unexpected, skirt around the southwest…
In 2015 my word for the year was LIVE. On the heels of several funerals at the end of 2014 and beginning of 2015, death made me look at how I lived. LIVE – to seize the day, to make every moment count, to stop and smell the roses, to be grateful in everything. As…
Questions. Scenarios. Probabilities. Sounds like my daughter’s math problems. Except these questions, scenarios, and probabilities are what is swirling around in my head like Tropical Storm Erika swirling out in the Atlantic. With School back in session, I dreamed of routines returned, stability reestablished and my mind miraculously resuming a more focused mode of operation. …
There is a place many of us have been to and wished we hadn’t. It is called “at the end of my rope.” There is another similar place called “end of the line.” Many of us operate out of a philosophy called “a means to an end” which is really not a place at all,…
Recently, I was robbed. It was an unusual theft, but theft all the same. It still left me with feelings of anger from a situation imposed unfairly and grief that ensues from the loss. Large chunks of my time intended for a list of more worthwhile, enjoyable and many necessary things all taken from me….