I Hate Ticks

After a grueling week of running, setting up, praying for the rain to move on, studying and standing in line for food while the kids are getting the best and hot meal, I have found one thing about doing camp. I HATE TICKS!!!!

In this process of camping, you realize many things not only about yourself but about the people you are with. But, I STILL HATE TICKS!!!

TICKS,
They are small
You don’t know where they have been before they get on you
They burrow under your skin
They suck your blood (little vampires!!! Hahahahahahh!(Sesame Street)
You pull them off, but they leave little parts of them if you are not careful
I HATE TICKS

This is where friendship comes in. Not that they are ticks, although, some of them I have, could be ticks, they are needed for the many aspects of life, and yes, even camping.
Will I not do camp again, no; this is what I have learned.

1. There are many things in life we never try for wrong reasons. Maybe we had a bad experience in the past, but as time goes on we change (or forget why we didn't like something initially).

2. Relationships can cause us to try new things. Most of the time when I try something I never have before it is because someone introduced me to the idea or encouraged, challenged, even dared me to do it.

This is a good reason to have close friends, they influence us more than we can imagine. Not always for the good. Proverbs 13:20 reminds us, He who walks with the wise grows wise, but a companion of fools suffers harm."

Until the next time camping, maybe a better camp ground, maybe in the winter, see you all next year, but

I STILL HATE TICKS