My Church Talk about Resilience - Extended Cut
Snow camp When I was a deacon or just barely a teacher in the Aaronic Priesthood, my scout troop went snow camping. I’m from southern Nevada. I had seen snow maybe 5 times, and in preparation, I received lots of advice on how to survive in it. My mom told me to put bread bags over my socks before putting them in the gore-tex boots my grandpa loaned me, boots he bragged were the best money could buy. On the mountain that night, we gave up on snow caves which was our original plan for shelter and we set up a tent, which became a snow cave as the snow continued to fall throughout the night. Our leaders slept in their trucks. I remember at some point, we all had to pee, and we all had different opinions about what to do. One guy did the right thing and put on his boots and his heavy winter coat and trudged out into the storm. One guy just unzipped the tent and let loose beside it. Another filled a gatorade bottle. I didn’t have a bottle, but I had a gallon sized ziplock ...