Tomorrow I’m headed to the Uinta Mountains.  I will be there until Friday and will come home, exhausted, sun-burned, bug-bit, stinky, and did I mention exhausted?

It’s our annual Girls’ Camp for our stake.  Two hundred-some girls plus leaders head to the mountains.  We hike, do crafts, listen to inspirational speakers and in every instance provide a place conducive to the Spirit.  If done correctly, it can be a game changer.  A bolster of confidence.

Years ago I went to Girls’ Camp as a young woman (on a side note, to the same camp I’m going to tomorrow as a leader).  I belonged to the category “loner”  with no friends.  But during camp, that all changed.  I forged some very dear friendships that helped me through some very tough times.

Going as a leader has given me a new perspective on this week long adventure.  I never realized that for a leader, this is almost a year-long planning process.  I think the campers would be surprised at how many prayers are said in their behalf.

However, nobody is forced to participate or even have a good time.   That depends solely on the camper.  If the girl comes with an open heart she will feel things she may have never felt before.  She will even be sad at the end of the week to have to return home.

And when that is at stake, who would mind spending a week up in the mountains?  Not me.

So, please stop by my blog this week and feel free to comment.  I won’t be able to check on my stats until I return next weekend though.  Perhaps there will be a tell-all sometime in the future.  Maybe even a picture or two? Eh.  We’ll see.