Desolate Beauty

I spent the last couple of days at Southern Alberta Bible Camp. I'm now a youth leader. Those two things I just told you are related, by the way.

When we got there, I looked around and thought, "oh man, this is desolate..."


Then I looked around again... "Sorry God, did I say desolate? I meant beautiful."

Glass half full and all that. Maybe even more than half.

Oh, I also went on this swing thingy and apparently thought it would be a very good idea to dedicate such an event to my mother. If you watch until the end you can agree with me on how boring it gets.