For the next 6 days, I'll be in Goshen, VA at a Young Life camp called Rockbridge for an InterVarsity training camp. Like the other InterVarsity camps I've attended, I'm looking forward to this one and I'm sure I'll have a blast.
Of course, my parents are asking that I leave a number where they can contact me. Instead of going into a rant about being twenty-one and perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I told them that they really shouldn't try to call me, the number is only for emergencies. I have this premonition that I'll get a call this week, though hopefully not due to an emergency. My mother also asked for the number. It's as if they all know something I don't. Odd.
See you next week.
