At the beginning of the week, as I took my morning walk, I didn't notice much that was different. But as the week went on, Christmas began to take hold:
I thought I saw lights through a distant window, and then, when I walked on the porch of the dining hall, sure enough, there were lights!
As I continued my walk down the hill to the lake, another set of campers hiked by. Their counselor was trying to get them to sing "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" to distract them from the steepness of the hill. I sang along.
Last night, the Lutheridge Residential Community was invited to closing vespers. Through the years as I've thought about what it would be like to live at Lutheridge, I had thought about going to vespers each night during the summer, which may no longer be an option. So I wanted to make sure to go last night. Plus, during my walk, I had seen several tables full of paper bags. I had a vision of luminarias lighting the way to the chapel.
It was not that kind of service. But after all, it was designed for a much younger crowd. We had glow sticks instead of candles and song sheets that I didn't need because I had been singing these Christmas songs for 57 years.
It will be interesting to see how my experience of living on the edge of a church camp changes in the next few weeks when the campers have gone home. I've enjoyed seeing them as I've been out and about this week. I am sure the camp will offer other delights when campers have gone.
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