It's called Boy Scout Popcorn + Charge Conference + High Adventure Trip to the UK + Congo Mission Trip next year + Stewardship campaign + meetings every night at church because summer is over. It's the madness of battle. You reach a point where all you can do is to stand in one place and hew with your sword until the dark comes. No time just yet to count up the cost and tend the wounded. Don't even know if we're winning or not.
This happens several times a year. It's called Normal.
Who'd'a thunk it, right?