Well we are here in Myrtle Beach, SC. We arrived Monday night about 8PM. It was not a bad drive here. We were making great time and in typical Good Springs Youth fashion we had a problem. We got about three hours away and our mini-van got a flat tire. We stopped at a gas station and Jeremy put more air in it. We then drove to Florence to get it fixed. We went to Sam's Club and they fixed the tire for free. There was a nail in it so they were able to patch the tire without replacing it. Samuel is having a wonderful time. The services at the camp are amazing. The preacher is so knowledgeable about the Scripture and the kids are just soaking it in. We spent the day at the beach yesterday and no major sunburns to report. Well we are getting ready to head out for the day. Pray for the teenagers. Some of them are at such a crucial point in their life. If they will apply what the are hearing this week it will forever change their life. Here are a few pictures from Monday night. Samuel's first time on the beach, a view from our hotel room and Sam in the hotel.
Saturday, September 2, 2023
"I live with a difficult child. That is really hard to write, but the truth is that I have lived with a difficult child for about 14 years. The last few years have been unbearable at times." I haven't written a post in a long time. The main reason is that I don't have a personal computer (my work computer will not let me log in with my personal email) and I absolutely hate writing from my phone, but here I am needing to write,so I write. When I logged on this evening I found that I had started to write a post on May 23, 2022, but never finished it. We had just come off one of the most difficult years with Chloe. I could be found most nights just crying in my bathroom or screaming, "I can't live in this house with her anymore!" Her treatment towards me had escalated so intensely that I didn't even speak to her for several days and I was a little afraid of her. She had been making so many poor choices at home and we just tried to keep them hidden. I...
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