SP Chronicles #1

SugarPine Chronicles, Log Account 1...

Training week is almost over. But I'm not sure if I'm exactly ready for the kids to come up the mountain. My heart's still in Roseville, I got too comfortable there and I'm not ready to give up what I had and be the servant of God that I want to be. I'm missing my homies in my hometown so much, I really wish they were only an hour away and I could see them every Saturday or something. Or my iPod battery actually stayed on for a long amout of time before it thinks it's dying. Darn you Nikie ;). What's gonna suck the most at the begining is they're planning a 20-minute limit on internet usage. So I'll be scrambling to get stuff done, and I'm already a technology addict.

This year for the Timber staff is multicultural like you wouldn't believe, we're not all white this summer. Me and Barret aren't sparring off like last year thank God, we're cooperating as alpha males. Everybody works together like nobody's business, no problems and no questions asked. It's a beautiful thing that God's stirring up in us and for the kids this summer. All I can say is that this is gonna be a good summer, and for the time that we're gonna have it's gonna be pretty awesome. And so far, not a single mosquito has graced my skin, thanks to the couple gallons of bug spray I brought. And I won't have to play alone anymore this summer, Gifford's gonna be playing jimbay so we can get some precussion support.

Prayer's much appreciated guys, cause I need it. I don't feel that secure in what I'm doing up here, and I don't really know why yet. God's guiding me though, and guiding everyone else, so I'm not too worried. 31 days till I visit home.