Earlier this semester I got involved with the YoungLife program in the Tustin area. There are seven different clubs that this program runs, and I’m going to be a Wyldlife leader for one of the middle school clubs. This last weekend all of the leaders were invited to go on a retreat to a beach house in Oceanside. It was going to be a time of bonding, learning, and fun. And that it certainly was.
We got there on Friday night, and went and got pizza at a cool pizza place in town. Back at the house, we ate our pizza and just hung out for a bit.
Someone suggested that we play the game “psychiatrist.” Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever played the game, but I had never done so before. Basically, it goes like this: one person leaves the room, and everyone else decides on a “symptom” that they’re all going to have. The symptom comes into play when the person comes back in, because they can ask anyone any question. Some of the symptoms we had were: pretending you were your mother, answering in exactly five words, and girls had to lie and boys had to tell the truth. The person in the middle then has to figure out what that symptom is. I laughed so incredibly hard that night; I loved it.
The next morning we got up and had pancakes and then spent time doing personal devotions. When we met back together again as a group, we went over the schedule for the day. We had two small group sessions before lunch, each having to do with a different aspect of being a leader.
We had a block of free time that afternoon, and it was filled with all different shades of fun. We played ultimate frisbee and football on the sand and in the waves. The sun beat down on us as we competed and laughed oh so much.
Toward the end of our free time, I got to try something I had always wanted to: surfing. The whole concept of surfing has always intrigued me. Maybe it’s the physics of it all. Perhaps it’s the adrenaline rush. Or maybe, for me, it was simply the act of trying something that is so unlike anything I know. Whatever the case, I gave it a go. Let me tell you… surfing is difficult. I managed to stand up (!) and that was a huge accomplishment. Surfing is definitely a sport that requires resiliency. You inhale all kinds of seawater and fall and get tossed around. And you just have to have the determination to get back on that board. Surfing is also addicting. Once you gain a little ground, you just want to keep going. In the end, however, it was nearing dinnertime and I was absolutely exhausted.
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A selection of surf boards. |
We ate in the sand as the sun was setting. The sky was painted the most beautiful hues of orange and purple. A huge line of birds flew across the sky at one point. Surfers took to the waves in the magnificent lighting.
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The colors were so brilliant. |
A friend of mine had brought his guitar, and he sat and played for a few of us. He played a couple of Jon Foreman songs. So good.
Once everyone had finished eating, we headed inside the beach house. We had a time of worship and one of the leaders closed us in a word. The night wasn’t over yet, though.
We split up into girls and guys and played charades. Oh my, was that quite the event! Both teams had written down ridiculous movie and TV show choices. Somehow, we both managed to get some right, with so much laughter involved.
The night ended with a beach fire and the making of s’mores. We wound down and all headed our separate ways. Some people headed to bed. I, however, stayed up for a while longer. I worked on my Old Testament homework, listening to the ocean waves. It was beautiful.
The next morning, we all got up and had a spot of breakfast. After a commissioning in which we prayed for each of the YoungLife groups, we packed and cleaned. Just before we left, I set up my camera for a group picture. After that, one by one, cars began to leave.
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This is one great group of people. |
I had an amazing weekend. There was so much joy and laughter in one place—two of my absolute favorite things. I got to know many of the other leaders, and it truly is a wonderful group of people. I can’t wait to be a leader this year.