Better?

I realize that one has to be ready to serve when one says he wants to serve. I know that it sound obvious, but obviously I did not fully realized what I was saying.
My summer is so unsure. There’s some things I would like to do but at the same time I am restrained by time, space, money and so-called obligations… (like everyone eh?!).
I like to serve at the bible school I attended a couple of years ago, especially for their summer camps. It seems like every summer I am surprised. I’ve been a counsellor, the head counsellor…these two were no surprise for me. Last summer I sent an email to the camp administrator and told him I’d be glad to help at any level for the summer. I thought I’d be a counsellor, which would have been great. But instead he asked me to be supervising and mentoring a bunch of high school girls who would be working in the kitchen of the camp for 6 weeks. Not what I thought, and I knew it’d be much demanding and “self-destroying” (physically & emotionally!) than any other job in the camp. But I did it. It ended up to be even harder then what I thought it would be, but deeply good and the same time. This year I sent an email to the camp guy again, telling him I’d be glad to help them at any level. I was totally not prepared to his offer. I thought he’d say he didn’t need me or that I could be a counsellor, or just helping a bit with different things. He asked me if I’d be interested in being the director of a one-week camp. His other directors for that week had cancelled and he was looking for someone who could fill in… with only one month of preparation left. I had to be serious with him and tell him that my name was Gabrielle Leroux, not Super Leader or Idea Geek. Basically I was excited about the idea, but it seemed unreal, seriously, I don’t think I’m the type of camp director kids from age 11-13 would like to have.
Anyways, I’m learning that telling people I’m willing to serve can mean much more than what my little mind has in mind. So guess what I decided? I told him I was his man. I really have no excuses (he pointed out 4 reasons why he thinks I should do it) and I want to serve so, why not peanut!
It’s not that I didn’t want to do it, I believe that it’s going to be really good for me to experience all of that, I just feel like I’m not the perfect person for that job. I think God is really neat though. He seems to be pushing me to do things and go places where I first thought I would never do or go. God is neat and even though sometimes it feels scary, it’s really exciting.
Man I am so tired. I praise God for the opportunity He’s given me. You see, amidst uncertainty about ourselves and our ability (or lack of it), God’s the leader and He’s doing it, so just follow, it’ll be alright.