Growing up a youth minister, being on a boundary waters trip, there is an inner prompting voice of duty claiming that I should remember to prepare morning devotions, have closing words, organize times of solitude, and lead the singing of a few camp songs. This trip didn’t need a spiritual director. The trip itself was a prayer, devotion, a tribute, and a song. This trip was about being. And, being with amazing wonderful people was everything this youth minister needed for my soul to be fed.
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