I remember my college days when I probably slept an average of about thirty hours, and by that I mean per week. And I often sit here and ask myself how I did it. Working full time, making it to class, only to then finish the overload of homework and projects that get piled on at art school. It was passion and fire that got me through. My days weren’t filled with dread or stress and I can’t even recall feeling tired. I was alive, beautifully magnificently alive.
And folks the flame is ignited again! As if preparing for the World Race isn’t a handful and a half already, God placed another tug on my heart. So yet again I answered with a yes and am taking on the responsibility of my church’s youth ministry from now until I go. And when I say taking on I mean headstrong because I give my all even when I think there is nothing left. I want to revive the youth, I want to turn them from luke warm to hot coals, I want to teach them what it is like to live as the salt and light that God created us to be.
I have high hopes and faith in expanding the amount of young teens and adults that attend my church. I want to seek evangelism fervently. I will pour my heart out into the amazing kids that we have in our Sunday school now, and then I will go into our community with them and pray for miracles. These kids don’t know it yet but they hold a big place in my heart already. I want to show them that God wants us to lead exciting lives. And I want to leave a youth fellowship behind that is so strong it continues to prosper after I launch and until I come back eleven months after.
So right now I am not climbing mountains, I have already accomplished that. Right now I am moving them just as the Spirit is moving in me. The funny thing is it almost makes perfect sense, God has a funny way of giving you exactly what you need. I will only be practicing the same kind of selfless love and ministry I will need in the very near future. Look out world you’ve got a disciple and missionary on the loose.
