Sesame Street has the “one of these things is not like the others” jingle and kids watching try to figure out which item is different before the tune ends. Here at Twin Rocks Surfside camp I’m with (1) paid Twin Rocks staff, (2) volunteer Surfside counselors and staff, and (3) high school aged campers. I fall into group 2 as I try to assist to my wife—the camp nurse. But I am the one who is “not like the others.” Everyone in group 2 (except me) has at least one of the following: passion for Christian ministry with young people, teaching and counseling expertise, or a necessary professional service. It’s wonderful to be with these people and either they haven’t noticed or they are politely ignoring the fact that I’m different.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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'always tho't you were a little different, but couldn't quite put my finger on it.
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