Thursday 12th May
We were awake bright and early – surprisingly since we were
so very tired, I woke early and didn’t sleep well after around 3.30. That’s been happening a lot lately and
doesn’t make for a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed start to the day. We breakfasted, packed up and were back on
the road by about 7.45. It was another
gorgeous day and just so good to be travelling.
Traffic was light and we had plenty of time to get to our destination so
we looked for the turnoff to where our friends stayed overnight but couldn’t
find it so kept going. They stayed by
the river and didn’t leave until 11.
We left the highway and stopped at Taree so we could do some
shopping and were still early (registration didn’t begin at the camp until 12)
so we stopped further on and had some
morning tea in a nice little rest area.
Lots of birds were singing their hearts out in the bush around us and
the sun was shining, it was just lovely to stop and enjoy it all.
Looking further down to the end of the rest area |
After that there were lots of road works and the trip slowed
down somewhat but we still arrived in good time at the Adventist Convention
Centre at Stuarts Point and registered.
To our disappointment we hadn’t been allocated a site with our friends
(again!) but were several sites up the road.
One advantage is that we are opposite the amenities so Nathan finds it
easy to get back to the caravan without getting lost, which he tends to do if
we are down the road a bit. Another
advantage is that we have to walk a little bit further to get to the big tent
where the meetings are held and that’s good because it’s just that few more
steps each time we go to meetings, and every bit helps in getting the number of
steps up each day. Also visiting Rick
and Marilyn, and also our friend Ian who is beside them, means walking a bit so
that’s more steps too J. The disadvantage of course is that we’re not
all together so it’s not as easy to socialize.
We set up and greeted familiar faces from previous years,
had a look around and felt right at home.
Another early night was in order.
There are no meetings until tomorrow night at 7.30, the official start
of camp.
Friday 13th
Peter bought himself a new phone on the morning of the day
we left. That’s good, right? It is surprising how inconvenient it has been
since his other one broke. Somehow it
didn’t appreciate being thumped on rocks when he fell while we were away in
January. Funny that. But now of course instruction manuals aren’t
provided with phones. So while we were
driving on Wednesday the phone kept ringing and we couldn’t work out how to
answer it. Finally I got that worked
out, and told the person who kept ringing every hour and a half that Peter was
driving. He said he’d ring back – and
hasn’t rung since. Then last night the
phone started beeping at 3.30am. Just
one, very loud, beeeeep. Every quarter of
an hour. Peter couldn’t work out how to
turn the phone off. So the phone kept
beeping away, every quarter of an hour until 5am then it went to every hour
until 7am. Finally at 7 Peter worked out
how to turn the darn thing off and we went into a deep sleep and didn’t wake up
until 8.55.
The day has been perfect weather-wise. It was still 24 degrees at
mid-afternoon. We always choose to be in
the very last row of sites, so that we just have the bush to look out on behind
us. The sound of birds is constant, so
many different species, and we can hear the sea in the distance. It is a gorgeous place to be.
I took a wander to have a look around this morning. The ‘big tent’ where all the meetings are
held is set up ready to go. The sound
technicians were just doing last minute things when I was there.
"Big Tent' where all the meetings are held |
Inside the 'Big Tent', from the doorway |
This year there is a smaller tent beside it, called the
Family War Room.
Family War Room |
This is a place where people can go and pray for their family or friends One side is set up with a mock up of an old-fashioned kitchen, and has tables and chairs where you can spend time reading material on the importance of family worship, protecting our families in this digital age and other helpful things.
On the other side there’s a banner at the front with a play on the signs we
see everywhere on the roads in NSW ‘Stop. Revive. Survive’. Instead of being applied to stopping and
reviving to survive on the road, it applies to stopping and reviving through
prayer and surviving the trials and problems that we can encounter here with
our families, I guess. What a neat
idea. This side is set up with large tables and chairs, as though for discussion groups. I’ll find out more during camp I’m
sure.
I had a quick look at the book and food shop and there are
lots of great things on offer there, must go back and have a better look around
in there.
Also caught up with some other friends who had arrived. And some other familiar faces that we see
each year. One of the lovely things
about church camp is that everyone is so friendly and you see the same people
each year. You catch up with old friends
and make new ones. And you feel very
safe. I also really appreciate the large
number of people who remember Nathan from year to year and bring him ‘home’ if
he wanders off and gets lost – which has happened before on a couple of
occasions. It’s difficult to balance his
need for independence with keeping him from getting lost but at least we know
he’s safe. He is by far the youngest
person here and everyone knows him. And
people tend to know us as ‘that young man’s parents’. Oh well!
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