For weeks after surf camp I would bump into men from the stake that had attended the camp and they would go on and on about how amazing our boys were at surfing and how athletic they were. I was very surprised because they have never been surfing before but so happy they seemed to pick it up quickly and enjoy it.
Mason spoke in church a couple weeks later and recounted his experience at surf camp. He really surprised me up on the stand. He didn't seem nervous at all, he got really vulnerable and teary eyed talking about his personal spiritual experience up at camp. He spoke about how one of the fireside exercises they were asked to go down to the beach find a spot to be alone and pick up a rock. They were told to look at that rock and think about all the things in life that are weighing you down, get the weight off your shoulders the things you have done in the past and what you're holding onto, just get rid of your feelings. Put all those feelings in the rock and throw it into the ocean as hard as you can. Mason spoke about how he felt about his swim coach dying. He didn't like that he didn't get to say good bye. He felt a little silly but he talked to the rock and said his good bye. "Until I see you again. Good Bye Coach" Mason then said immediately he felt this heavy presence leave and felt really good like a weight had been lifted. He acknowledged feeling the Spirit and said that he likes to think he felt his swim coach there on the beach with him.
That was a good Sunday. Mom heart full.
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