Saturday, July 16, 2011

Timothy's Sister Goes To Camp

Timothy's big sister went off to camp . . . so Timothy and I are having an All-Man Weekend.

We've napped. Watched movies. Went fishing. OK, so truth be told, Timothy's mom (who went with us) was the only one to catch anything.

As my daughter left for camp, I wrote this letter to her and tossed it in her bag. I'm hoping she found it . . . and more importantly . . . I'm hoping she's having a GREAT time.

Dear Anna Ritchie,

Well, girlfriend . . . you’re at camp! Wahoo!!!! I am so excited for you, and I can’t wait to hear about all you did and all you discovered!

You are simply THE BEST daughter any dad could EVER, EVER have . . . and I can’t believe that out of all the dads in the world God could have chosen to be your dad . . . He chose ME! Wow!!! What a gift of grace you are.

As you start camp, the best thing I could say to you is this . . . trust God.
  • If you get a little nervous . . . relax, God is with you! Trust Him.
  • If someone needs a friend . . . let Him love others through you! Trust Him.
  • When the shaving cream and slime starts to fly everywhere . . . have fun and get messy, knowing God enjoys seeing you laugh and carry on! Trust Him.
  • When you are singing . . . sing loudly and freely, knowing He has created you to worship Him! Trust Him.
  • When you are given opportunities to learn about who Jesus is and what He has done for you . . . open up your heart and mind to Him! Trust Him.
Anna Ritchie . . . you have a Father in heaven . . . and a father on earth who are both CRAZY about you! Rest in His love and mine . . . and have an exhausting, slimy, wet, loud, FUN time!

Your mom, brother, and I will be praying for you many times each and every day!

I love you,

Dad

P.S. – Mr. Knuckles can be there in 30 minutes if you need him.

P.S.S. – You don’t mind if I throw in an extra $5 do you?

“God’s power has given us everything we need to lead a godly life.” - 2 Peter 1:3


[For explanation, "Mr. Knuckles" is my five fingered friend who lives at the end of my right arm who is always willing to meet a boy who should come around! It's a running joke between me and my daughter -- at least she thinks it is a joke.]

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