Ever since I can remember, and probably much farther back than that, my mother’s family has gathered on Labor Day weekend to camp together and enjoy each other’s company. Now that I am bringing my own family, camping has become even more of an adventure, and we are of course up to the challenge!
Last year we spent one night, and this year we stayed for two whole days. Two days of fellowship, games, good food, camp fires and smores, coloring, tenting, and all that goes with living outside for a short while.
The first day there were extra visitors, family who came to stay for the potluck, but couldn’t stay for the weekend. I should have taken pictures, but I just wanted to be in the moment without looking for the perfect shot, and waited till the second day to get my camera out.
There are lots of little stories I could share, fun moments shared with distant relatives, and even the kids found playmates their age. I think the overall enjoyment came from cherishing the good things in life, being thankful for the relationships we keep with grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. So many stories, so many memories.
Probably the most memorable moment of the weekend for us happened during the second evening. Many of the 47 campers had gone home, and about 10 of us were sitting around the campfire; the kids in their pj’s. Songs were being sung of Jesus, heaven, and other favorite hymns.
It dawned on Buddy as he looked around him that we were all talking of our faith, and he asked, “does everyone here trust in Jesus?” There was a pause of silence, and even a bit of awe, as we all noticed what we had taken for granted, and yet is so precious – everyone sitting at that campfire, and at least most of the campers that weekend, were all believers. And it was a young child who spoke. What a gift to be passing down to our collective children – to be so blessed by God to be a part of a family who will be with throughout eternity.
Next year we will return with yet another little one, and while I doubt we will have the spunk to stay more than two nights (some stay for as many as four nights), each one of us is looking forward to Labor Day coming around again. More fellowship, more fun and games, more memories and more stories to share.