“How hard can it be,” is a phrase that has allowed me to stay married, to have kids, to buy rental property, to homeschool, to direct a play, to travel in China, and last week it allowed me to serve as the camp chaplain at a camp for kids in foster care.
How hard can it be?
It got hard when all 52 of them stepped off the bus. They were not the mini-thugs I was expecting. Some of them were little…