Tag: Philippians 1:6
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Shaking. My. Head.
I returned from children’s camp Thursday afternoon with the usual battered feet, sunburnt nose, and disgusting clinging odor as always. Technically this is not children’s camp we went to, but Pre-Teen camp. I still don’t know why Pre-Teen is a thing, because we already have a word for a pre-teen: child. These were little boys…