Last Wednesday, Josh and I received a vanload of volunteers from Holy Comforter Episcopal Church. The group was a mix of folks from the Friendship Center and interns from the Candler School of Theology. After they piled out, we exchanged greetings, briefly caught up with each other, and finally joined hands in prayer. Will, one of the Friendship Center participants, led us in offering to God words of gratitude for the chance to work in the open air, as well as words inviting God to make our common work holy and good. After the amen, we divided into groups and set about repairing the greenhouse plastic, planting seed pallets, and feeding the farm’s livestock.
It feels as though the sun has barely risen when we, the resident interns, stumble outside, bleary-eyed, to open the farm gates and prep the grounds for the coming campers. The cars of fellow counselors roll in as we feed and water the chickens. I stand there, munching a granola energy bar. “Caffeine: 250 mg,” the label reads. I’ll be needing it.
As strange as it was to admit to myself, I was nervous. It had been a while since my last stint as a camp-counselor at RUAH Language School in Almaty, Kazakhstan. It takes a lot of patience and energy to shepherd thirty kids around, keeping them engaged and entertained. My biggest fear, however, was always dealing with the delinquents – those kids who just want to make things difficult for those in charge. I didn’t have time to ruminate – before I knew it the kids were trickling in.
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