Hey Everyone.  Anjeli here.  Here is a recap of what has been going on lately.  Staff training went really well.  Spent both time in the river practicing my "hard skills" in kayaking, and time on the land practicing my "soft skills" on the Low Ropes Challenge Course.  Rain showers came and went, sat around some great campfires, spent quality time with my "Family Group", and marveled at the stars.  week on Ops with a great team. Then we left for a week for our family reunion, came back to kitchen duty, and got to commune among dishes and hot ovens.  Friday afternoon I came down with something nasty- feverish, headachy, chills, unexplained weakness, and had to spend the next two days in bed.  Got up, attended the Program meeting, learned I was leading the Low Ropes.  Did two days of programming, and couldn't keep it together.  Back to bed for me for three more days and now I am here.  My fever broke last night, and I am trying to recoup without relapsing.  There is a sped-up version of my life for the past five weeks.  


The importance lies in the last part- the having to go back to bed rest.  After barely holding on until the end of the day, I knew I could not do it.  So I went up to the Program Director, and told him, "I'm exhausted.  I can't do it."  What unexpectedly followed was a deeply compassionate, loving, and challenging conversation.  I talked about not wanting to be irresponsible with my position, yet I was just exhausted, I couldn't go on.  He told me that we love people, not products.  That being part of a family is allowing others to bear our burdens, to catch us when we can't stand anymore.  That God, "The Master Program Director", as he said, has an even greater plan.  I came to him to to tell him I didn't think I was going to be able to run the event.  I ended up telling him something that had been really hard for me, and left comforted, and caught.  In the end he took my temperature, I was over 101 degrees, given two Vita-Waters, a sack of snack food, and the Bighorn guest room to sleep in until I felt better.


I know this post is not very well written, it my raw thought.  I appreciate your prayers as I continue this process of "allowing Christ's power to rest on me through my weakness" (summation of 2 Cor. 12:9).
This verse was in my head as I lay in bed:

"Come to Me, all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gently and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."  

Matt. 11:28-30