Camp Log: February, 2005     Broken Switch

I can’t imagine that you would have trouble believing that things break a lot at camp.  It happens. Sometimes things break because the equipment is old; sometimes because it is ill used.  Breakage is just a natural part of life.  It seems to me that my body is experiencing the same problems in increasing measure.

Recently, right in the middle of a big retreat, a switch broke that controlled all of the water to the buildings that were in use that weekend.  The switch wasn’t one that is likely to break, and since it is very expensive, we didn’t have a spare on the shelf.

I was away at a conference when it happened, so I wasn’t present to help wit the solution.  I received a call telling me of the crises, but it took a little longer than I expected for the call to come back that the problem had been fixed.

Okay, here comes the confession part.  I was worried.  I should have known that everything would workout.  I should have had a greater level of trust.  But I was worried.  I wanted the retreat to go well.  I wanted folks to enjoy themselves so that they would come back again.  Our future depends on happy customers . . . and I am concerned that every retreat experience be all that the folks hope for.  No showers and nor flushing toilets could put a kink in anyone’s smile.

Here’s what happened.  Jack fixed the problem rather rapidly, but it took a little while for me to get the news.  So between the time the problem was fixed, and the time I found out about it . . . I was simply worried for no good reason.  Think about it.  The problem was already resolved, but I was till worry.  I’m sure I’ve read something about that in scripture.  Something about the hairs on my head being numbered, and my Father knows what I need, so why worry, and so on.  And yet even though scripture teaches me that, I still find myself worrying now again.

And I thought, maybe by confessing how pointless it really is, I could get a better handle on not worrying . . . ‘cause you’ll remind me not to do it.  Just like telling your friends you are going on a diet –

It’s good to know that God knows what we need.  He really is trustworthy.