Ve Vill Find Buried Treasure!! (insert Russian accent)

Camp Balchiyoca, as expected, was an amazing experience. My campers were awesome...more to come about them later. And the camp its self...what a set-up! For all you CBH alum...same lush green surroundings, except if you walk back behind the cabins, through the woods for about 5 minutes there is a beach...the Baltic at you back door. The weather was unusually warm and there wasn't so much as a drop of rain (which is very abnormal).

I have never experienced anything quite like this. Every lesson, prayer, announcement was first spoken in English followed by translations in Estonian and Russian. As you can imagine it was a bit of a challenge at times, especially considering the children's non-existent attention spans. On the other hand, there were times when the mixing of cultures and languages became an emotionally overwhelming experience. On the first day of camp, we sang "I am Mine No More". Nicoli made his way around the room as he sang the song. We sang one verse in English and one in Russian. On the last verse he stood at the front of the room moving his gaze from face to face in the audience, arms out stretched, singing with no hesitation. It was an awesome display of praise. It also reminded me that the church does not fit in a box...

I'm really tired. I'm having trouble focusing, so this is the end.

p.s.--more about the title later