It is a day for rejoicing and a day of sadness.  It is fun to watch friends graduate.  It is sad to think that you will not see them as much.

As I look back to this graduating class, I think of one of my first memories.  I went with a small group to camp in Colorado.  We had a great time along with some interesting experiences.  We played hand torturing games of ERK;  we had to repair the van on the side of the road;  we saw an accident (one we were also blamed for causing);  we rolled into camp in our van that quit running;  we watched one particular person, a graduate, break his wrist when he came down from the human pyramid;  we went to a camp that worked us so hard we called it “fat camp”. 

I have numerous memories of this year’s graduates, and I look forward to hearing of new experiences as the graduates head off to the next step in their life.  I look forward to hearing what God is doing as they step into their new adventures.

What memories do you have?