It has been so quiet here the last couple of days. I suppose part of it is that Jerry is on vacation this week, so no church/job type things happening. And Logan has been in band camp from 8-5 every day, and then working a couple evenings. But it is eerily quiet. Like the calm before the storm.
I am assuming that calm is the routine that will begin next Wednesday when school starts. I like that routine, so I am ready for it.
This year will be bittersweet. Logan will be a Senior, and our lives will be filled with senior-y type things. I am excited about that, but hoping I can fight the tears so as not to embarrass that boy. I fought the tears on the way to registration last week. We took separate cars because I had to also register Maddie. And when he got out of his car in the high school parking lot, he asked why my nose was so red. I just avoided the question. He doesn't get it and I don't expect him to get it. But I know every Momma gets it.
Quiet. I should soak it in, bottle it up, and save it for a crazy day.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
So Very Worth It
We started hanging out with teens in January 1988.
In March 1994, Jerry took his first full-time position as Youth Pastor. That title took us to 3 different churches over 10 years.
Youth ministry is not very rewarding. It is fun, simply because teens are fun. But the rewards? They are few. It's not one of those jobs with instant results. You teach and you talk and you eat and you camp out and you play crazy games. And you hope that something, anything, is sinking in.
And so many times you watch them walk away from your ministry at the end of the night, and go right back to living for the world. No matter how fiercely you told them to live for Jesus.
And it is frustrating. It makes you want to pull your hair out sometimes. It makes you question why you are even doing what you are doing. Why waste your time when no one is listening. Why pour yourself out, only to have the kids suck you dry.
And then every great once in awhile, you find out that is was all so very worth it.
I am grateful to have kept relationships with so many of our teenagers so that I can see the impact that my husband's ministry had on them.
In March 1994, Jerry took his first full-time position as Youth Pastor. That title took us to 3 different churches over 10 years.
Youth ministry is not very rewarding. It is fun, simply because teens are fun. But the rewards? They are few. It's not one of those jobs with instant results. You teach and you talk and you eat and you camp out and you play crazy games. And you hope that something, anything, is sinking in.
And so many times you watch them walk away from your ministry at the end of the night, and go right back to living for the world. No matter how fiercely you told them to live for Jesus.
And it is frustrating. It makes you want to pull your hair out sometimes. It makes you question why you are even doing what you are doing. Why waste your time when no one is listening. Why pour yourself out, only to have the kids suck you dry.
And then every great once in awhile, you find out that is was all so very worth it.
I am grateful to have kept relationships with so many of our teenagers so that I can see the impact that my husband's ministry had on them.
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