Since you asked: yes – a grown man on the right is wearing a Peeps cheerleading suit. And, um, too, a grown man opposite is wearing a chicken-ish outfit.
While praying.
Which we do a lot at camp.
In thanksgiving. In supplication. In adoration. In meditation. In reflection.
With humility and trust and hope.
Because on our own, we can do nothing. Less than nothing if that were possible.
Before each meal: thank you, God, for this food.
Before each event: cover us, Lord, with your guidance and your power and your protection.
Before each club: fill us, Lord, with your love and your Spirit and your wisdom.
Before and during and after and among and around and through every moment of every day:
without your love Lord, we are lost;
without your healing, Lord, we are broken;
without your wisdom, Lord, we are helpless;
without your grace, Lord, we are drowning;
without your mercy, Lord, we are adrift;
without your Spirit, Lord, we are empty;
without your guidance, Lord, we are blind;
without your joy, Lord, our lives are withered.
Without You, Lord, we are not.
Be our I Am. Always. Ever. Fully. Truly.
O Lord, hear our prayer.
Breathe 