Taylor Christian Camp in Kentucky is one of the few places nearby where my phone doesn’t get a signal. It’s symbolic in a way, as if at camp you’re supposed to be cutoff from the rest of the world. Sure, there are some carriers that provide service there, but somehow I like not having service at camp. In a way it gives me a chance to concentrate on things much more important.
No doubt I will miss camp this year. I’ll miss the nightly singings, the morning devotionals and the trip down the waterslide. The week of camp is a week of spiritual renewal for me.