Summer Begins

I am still in a reflection mode from my week at Forest Home, a summer camp I've been going to since age 14. Except last week I was there as a counselor to four fifteen year old girls. I ended up being a friend more than a rule-crazy counselor. Seriously, I reverted back to my thirteen year old self. Or maybe I just always act like a silly preteen girl. But I felt like I was truly walking with these girls; we were in similar places. I knew going into camp that I would be challenged spiritually and wholeheartedly.
I knew that I would be prompted to make-over my life. Because frankly for the past year I have been getting myself lost... on purpose. I wanted to go down shady and overgrown paths. Because I guess it's more exciting. But now I'm changing, less and less asleep to what this culture can really do to a person. It can make them less of a person. So I'm trying to suck the superficial poison out of my veins. I crave newness. And I can get the from only One.
And I know this is soooo SPU-ish to write, but I've been really questioning how I can fully engage the culture without becoming a part of it, as Christ did. How do you DO that?! My college never really got deep into this issue, this issue that we claim in our famed motto.
I'm wanting to figure things out, to focus, to really think about my future. I don't mean to be self-righteous. That is the last thing I want to seem like. But during this time of my life, I need a lot of grace, patience and support from my friends.
Well, gotta go to work (Ballard Boys & Girls Club, Oh OHH!) but I'll update more later.
Summer has begun.