This is not a phrase a leadership team wants to hear after a youth retreat. One in which most would consider to be an amazing weekend, but being on the “front lines” so to speak can put some wear and tear on somebody like me. The youth ministry that both Kim and I volunteer in, is definitely not for the faint of heart.
yes, suicide. Suck.
…this is just a list of some of the “things” that we hear about in your every-day type of thing that these middle schoolers deal with.
Who in their right mind would put themselves in a situation to hear the heartache and pain some of these children go through? Who am I to be the one to hear about parents abandoning their own kids, or choosing addictions over hugs. That’s some bullshit right there.
Can’t anybody else step in?! PLEASE!
I’m not all that serious here, well, the part about anybody else stepping in, because I know that God’s put Kim and me in this place for a reason, and he knows we can handle it. I think.
I mean, do for one… right?
Here’s my issue with that.
I want more…
Since you can’t reach ALL of them, why even try? This mentality can be deadly and if we allow this cancer of a thought engulf us, we paralyze ourselves to the point of not moving, not willing to step out, and ultimately not serving.
However, through God’s word we are assured that this work here that we’re doing is not in vain, and the personal win can be being present and an integral part of the time a child accepted the fact that He sent His Son, and died for him.
That win, is kind of a big deal.
An eternal deal.