it was rich.

ahh, sweet day camp... today was one of those days where joy and sorrow were so mixed together that it's hard to describe the day using either word. at one point i thought, --wow, this is so terrible, my job is so hard and unavoidably stressful.--- and then thirty minutes later tears of gratefulness rolled down my face as i was praying for this "bad kid" who i thought i didn't like but turns out i have really grown to love him. joy is hidden in sorrow and sorrow in joy. if we try to avoid hard times at all costs, we may never taste true joy. Nouwen says that joy and sorrow are our spiritual parents, we need both to grow. i grew a bit today. it was painful and it was good. let's just say it was rich.