Camp Impact -- one of my favorite weeks of the year! Unfortunately, I neglected to take any pics so I can't provide proof of being at camp aside from this funny story.
I was assigned to speak at the Starlight Devo for the girls one night and so, being the organized, thoughtful, and planned person I am (or at least faking these qualities to the best of my ability), I had typed up a few notes to use and a quasi-outline of the things I wanted to say. I had it printed and folded neatly in my Bible so I was all set to go. No worries.
We started out with some songs and a prayer, and then it was my turn to speak. Before you start getting sympathy nausea, let me tell you that I'm one of those rare breeds who loves giving talks, teaching, and speaking in front of groups of whatever size. It doesn't intimidate me, I don't get nervous, I don't freak out. I actually think it's fun! So I'm totally geared up for this. (Astute readers might note some subtle foreshadowing....)
I get a few minutes into my talk when suddenly, out of nowhere, a gnat (or some other small flying creature) decided that the very best place to be in the whole entire world was -- of all places -- inside my nose. WHAT?! Yes, this little winged thing decided that my right nostril would be the coziest, most comfortable, most enjoyable locale on the planet.
Before you decide to book your next flight to Nostrilville USA, let me tell you that I did not enjoy this surprise visitor and the 'ville is closed to future travelers worldwide.
I suddenly found myself between the proverbial rock and hard place. I mean, I had the attention of 150 girls who were actually letting God speak through me to bring them a message...but I also had a bug up my nose. I was torn between keeping the momentum going and stopping everything to blow my nose more thoroughly than I had in years.
Well I decided to be sneaky and find a compromise. See, while I had my key scriptures somewhat memorized and even printed out on my notes page, I decided to just turn to the side and look up the scriptures in my Bible. In that time, while turning to Psalm 119, I blew as quietly as I could, simultaneously praying that I didn't snot all over the place.
God is truly good to me. The bug came out and nothing else. (Was that an overshare?)
Apparently nobody knew what was going on. A few friends who knew I had notes wondered why I was using my Bible, but other than that...not even the person sitting nearest me knew what had happened. Until, of course, I dismissed the girls to their dorms and started cracking up as I shared my story with anyone who would hear it.
And that concludes this episode of SILLY STORIES WITH TAMS. Thank you, and come again!
