So it has been raining all day and I don’t like days like this. I mean I really hate days like this. For some reason, these kind of days seem to attract problems on top of the “it’s cold and dark and I want to just stay under the covers” feeling. In fact, I think the body’s natural defense against the bad things that come on rainy nasty days is to try and convince you to stay in bed.
First thing I found out when I got to the church was that one of my students avoided a fatal accident last night when her mom wouldn’t let her go with her friends. Four of her friends were in a car crash that left one dead, and one still in the hospital. Later I found that the student in the hospital is related to some of our church members. I made it to the hospital to pray with him and his family.
At Youth service we had 52 students. I am really loving the sign in chart by the way. Not only do I know exactly how many students we have, but the skipping church bit is really nonexistent. Of course there were some problems. Basically cold and rainy means 52 teens cooped up in about 3000 sq’ of building instead of much more open land like they are use to. Plus they were wound up by being cooped up all day in general. This was compounded because 3 of my leaders weren’t there tonight. Family stuff but wow it was out of control but mostly in a fun way.
After service I had to drive a bunch of students home in the van. One of my leaders that wasn’t there normally does this. One of the students just plain drives me nuts. Constant complaining, insults, and downright stupid “look at me” behavior all night and for the entire drive is enough to drive anyone crazy. After I got back I had to take one more student home. The van was full and this student lived closish to me so I had him come last. We had a nice conversation for the first time since he has been coming. His mother has lupus and he is really trying to step up for his family. He is the oldest and is carry a huge burden for a young man. I am very burdened for him now and really feel frustrated at not being able to really help, but I’m also very glad that he is finding what he wants and needs in the church.
I guess everything really worked out despite not wanting to get out of bed. I couldn’t be happier with how things are going in service. We are making the transition into the kind of Bible study/preaching atmosphere I am pushing for and most of the students are really getting excited about it. I’m also getting to know some of the new students better so I’m very happy I didn’t stay in bed all day.
Talking bout S.E.X.
I believe in Santa … do you?
Crazy scary cover, frigintastic book
Heaps of grumpy old men or something like that
What happens when you skip the crazy ghetto club
How do you not bring those kids home with you – both literally and figuratively? Makes me ache.
I'll be honest, more than once I've thought of getting a great big house and keeping dozens of them. Only the ones who's parents don't appreciate them though. If the parents love and care enough to setup rules and stuff, even if those rules seem totally unreasonable to a teen, and don't abuse them then they can visit but not stay. Unfortunately there are two major obstacles in my way. Money and laws.
God bless you for your guidance to these young people.
Kids break our hearts, cause it breaks God's. We can't think for a moment when we belt out "Open up my eyes to the things unseen….Break my heart from what breaks yours" that God can't wait to give us what we've asked for. Special hearts are called to youth ministry. Glad you were there for that moment and continue to be. Just 'being there is always more than we initially think. Always.
I'm with you on the whole, "don't get out of bed" feeling. In fact, that's what I felt at 5:30am… when my dog started throwing up. If you've never woken up to that… you're missing out. Glad the sign in sheet is working out, and it's good to see so many kids coming to your youth group! Must be sharing something right.
thanks
I think more Christians need to let that be their heart's cry. They would spend less time complaining and more time helping.
I'm not sure which is worse, and I've woken up to both, a dog hacking or your kid coming into the room "I frew up" (my kids have a bit of a speech problem). With the dog you know it is going to stink to high heavens, but you can kick him out for the rest of the day. With the kids you can plan on cleaning up puke all day and precleaning bedding and clothes before throwing it in the wash.