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I’m not sure what is more embarrassing to me - my dependence on feeling “good” or the shallow means by which I measure success.
Allow me to explain. We had this great ski trip that was a marker for us. Then we had Sunday morning. 15 plus students, half of whom were forced to come and the other half to tired/bored to care to engage. I’m not a fan of the established norm of Sunday morning babysitting/entertaining of students. Never have been and because of that, Sunday mornings felt more like a conversation over coffee than anything else.
Albeit at times an intense conversation, but a conversation none-the-less. The problem is it takes more than one to converse.
It could be argued that “You’re not asking the right questions.” To which I would humbly suggest you try talking to exhausted teens before 11 AM on the last Sunday morning of Spring Break before you open your pie hole of suggestions.
On the grand scale of things - we had a quiet Sunday morning. Wednesday night we’ll be fine and I’ll be pumped as ever and the roller coaster ride will continue.
What I want to brag about and experience are life-change stories. We are just to early in this journey to have many. We will. It’s just the waiting is frustrating. And forming.
3 responses so far ↓
1 Tim // Apr 4, 2007 at 9:11 am
Keep up the great work, Grant! Stick in it for the long haul. As you know, we do this first for the Lord, then for the students. God bless ya!
2 Linda // Apr 5, 2007 at 9:38 am
Don’t underestimate the power of those quiet Sunday mornings. They may seem uneventful, but you don’t know how that quiet may be just what someone needs.
3 Grant // Apr 5, 2007 at 10:07 am
Thank you Tim and Linda! It’s another amazing part of God’s grace to have encouragers whom I’ve never seen face to face.
Thanks again.
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