And camp continues to approach with diligence and speed. Yesterday we had the responsibility of driving up to Houston to arrange for the rental of the two vans we need to take the kids to New Mexico. One is a full fifteen passenger van. The other comes with the dubious distinction of "cargo van." We actually aren't scheduled to pick up the vans until tomorrow, but we still have to hook up with our niece Taylor's Mom and Dad to get her down here from Victoria so she can join us. The plan at this point is to meet them at the McDonald's in Bay City. That makes for about a two hour drive from both directions. Cory and Rita are working together to actually pick up the vans while we are gone.
Back to our job. We wanted to get all the information entered into their computer since we are using our credit card as the transportation bank for the trip. Van rental and gas there and back will all go on our card and we'll get a reimbursement from the church when we get back. At least we hope to. Depending on how much gas is, we could probably be as much as $2,000 to $2500 short on covering counselor camp fees and gas and any help some of the kids might need. We can settle up all the camp costs when we return next week, so we'll know by then. Anyway, the vans. When we arrived we thought it unusual that one of their doors was propped open. We found out why when we entered. Their electricity was off. And it was hot. Had been for a few hours and would be for an undetermined amount of time into the future. That was an interesting experience. There was no copier to give us a copy of all the paperwork. Thankfully I had made copies of all the drivers' licenses and church tax exempt form and insurance data. The computer was of course down, so they couldn't enter our information. They actually handed me a piece of paper and expected me to fill it out with a pen. Their charge machine was electric, so they couldn't run our credit card. Chris tried to get them to go old school and just put a piece of paper over it and do a rubbing. That's the genealogist coming out in her. They do rubbings of tombstones all the time. Sounded like a reasonable plan to me. But the department manager was a young lady less than half our age. She had another idea. She scanned the card with an ap on her cell phone. OK. So technology has left us in the dust. I still think it would have been fun to do the rubbing. I hope all goes well when they go to pick them up today.
We stopped at Lifeway on the way home to pick up some note cards. Saw our friend Mike, the assistant manager. Also saw Kelly, our awesome summer youth intern who works there. We even splurged and went to Saltgrass Steak House for lunch. Saved enough leftovers to cover supper as well. Always a plus.
When we got home we each wrote encouragement cards to all the kids going to camp. Mine rhyme. Chris' don't. She's jealous. Maybe I could have a second career with Hallmark.
Psalms 5:11 says, "But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you."
Father, begin spreading that protection over us even as we finish preparations today. Amen.
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