Again, I was pondering the purpose of my life, my value in youth ministry and those sort of things. But then I realized: some people have crappy lives. Some teens have crappy situations. I can’t fix that, I can’t change that, but I certainly can love them and guide them and help them endure and even thrive in that. Maybe I’m not young and cool or even on the surface much like a typical youth leader, but I have that.
God, where are you taking me on this crazy journey? I sure wish I could see further in the future, but just when the road seems too much to bare, you meet my needs. Thanks for letting them open up to me, confide in me, turn to me. Thanks for the car rides home and the text messages that add up to something much much bigger and more important.
Bring it on!