I find myself reluctant to jump back into the online world.
Last week at church camp there was no cell phone signal and no internet. I thought I would miss it, but I did not. The chapel times morning and evening were good – some fun, some thought provoking. The girls in my cabin were no trouble, and only one day was rainy. The attitude and spirit of the other workers was great. The early morning staff devotions were a wonderful time. I knew the world outside was moving along, but it was far from my mind.
As we drove out of the valley on the bumpy dirt road we noticed when cell phone signal was back. Everyone checked for voice mail. Someone else turned a radio on and radioed us some news. Someone else found out that their son was in a bad accident. It seemed like the world hit us in the face. At that moment I felt like gathering my children, returning to the camp in the valley, and letting the world go on without me.
Nevertheless, here I am. Slowly returning to life as I know it, and striving to remember those quiet times from camp.