Who's The King of The Jungle? (Oo, Oo...)

I've been helping at a bi-lingual kids camp today... here are some thoughts so far... there might be further updates, but it depends on my energy levels and whether anything happens that I consider worth recording... joy! 

So I met my group of Lions... the theme of the week is Safari (Kingdom of the Son). My group includes Tigger personified (he is orange and exceedingly bouncy- [by orange I mean ginger- he's not an oompa loompa..., or an orange smurf...]. Early on in the day he fell off his chair backwards, and looking a bit dazed, sat up and started saying, repeatedly,  "I don't care. I don't care." and as the day proceeded it became clear that he doesn't really do pain, but rather does repeated throwing of himself at the floor/walls/people... brilliant!... as long as you're ready for it!), two girls who are from South Africa (one of whom has an endless supply of animal jokes I am hoping to pillage!), three boys who only speak French (VERY good practice speaking with them. One of them spent the day behaving like an ACTUAL lion, apart from when he was being Luke Skywalker... although he claimed he wasn't being him, I am SURE that water bottle was a light-saber...), and three American girls. They're between 4 and 8, and are all very sweet. 

Today's activities included watching a sketch (didn't really understand, sadly- something to do with a big rare bird), learning the Lord's prayer by heart (old skool version- French and English), science with magnets (science with Tigger: how far and how hard and how often can one throw how many magnets in any given amount of time?), designing a safari style prayer journal (very cool), singing songs ("Jambo... that means Hello... that means Salut... you can say it to Jesus..."), watching the first part of the Jesus Movie in English and French and playing football. Oh, and I met an ex-UCCF worker from Wales... joy to the small as you like evangelical world! Lesson of the day: God listens, so pray! This is interesting, because John Piper has been telling me the same thing quite a lot recently. 

 The bus journey home was not fun- felt very, very travel sick. Couldn't help but feel like the driver was doing it on purpose- but that's just because I was in a bad mood by the time we wound our way in to Nice... but jerkiness is never good (in every sense of the word)... Anyway, if you would like to, right now- I'd love it if you could pray especially for the three French boys in my group- that they would grow up loving, knowing and leading for Jesus in this country and the world...and that this week would help.  Thank you!