Families and Fathers

It’s funny how youth ministry (or any ministry profession for that matter) can infringe on your life outside of work. It’s just the nature of the job. It’s built upon relationships and constant reflection on one’s own life. I suppose this blog is even a testament to my statements!

The current topic for our Sunday youth sermons is a book called Orphan, Slave, Son by Ben Pasley. Today we covered the idea of being an orphan and how our families shape our identity in Christ. In preparation for today’s message, I had to reflect on my own family and how our parents affect our image of God as our Father. One of my colleagues asked me a lot of questions about my dad and how he’s affected my faith throughout my life.

The thoughts and conversations I had were quite challenging for me. Even though my earthly dad passed away nearly five years ago, I think there are still things I’m thinking about and working through. I tried to reflect about it via Men’s Fraternity (check out the “Garrett’s Wound” video) a few years ago, but I don’t think I fully delved into all my thoughts and feelings. This week’s message gave me a good excuse to re-hash the “dad” topic, and I’m glad it happened. I think I’ll continue thinking about some of this stuff.

Another upside to my current interest in my dad is that I’ve decided to spend some of my upcoming holiday time at home, looking through all of my family’s old photo albums. I hope I come across some funny photos and get a chance to hear my mom share some stories. Keep an eye out in early March for a bunch of old photos that I hope to scan into my digital library!


Pass on the Relationship

'uno jenga. ' photo (c) 2008, kathryn - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/Today I had the pleasure of passing on the fruits of my relationship with God with other people.

Every Friday night are small groups for my church youth group. All of our church kids come together for a night of worship, fellowship, prayer, and reflection. We kicked of 2012 with some fun games as well as a chance to think about all the good and bad experiences from 2011.

It was wonderful to simply sit around, talk, and encourage one another. That’s the beauty of God. As I grow closer to Him, I’m realizing that I can’t help but share what I’m learning from Him. God’s not meant to be contained, but He overflows from everything.

As a nice cap off to the evening, we engaged in our ritual game of uno-jenga. We deem it UJ, and it’s quite hard core because there are consequences. The person that knocks over stack has to do push-ups. The higher the stack, the greater the number of push-ups. I’m proud to say that tonight I didn’t have to do any push-ups.