Our community lost a 15 year old man to an ecstasy overdose this past weekend, and it makes me question the influence I'm having here. Now I'd never met that young man, but why not? Why are there youth in my city who I haven't met and haven't met me? Isn't that the point of youth ministry? To be obnoxious to the point that every one knows who you are? I'm not trying to call into question my ministry because I see fruit in the things that I am doing, but I wonder if maybe there needs to be a paradigm shift in how things look a little bit.
My heart breaks for this young man. For his family, his friends. Quite literally, if this young man didn't have a relationship with Jesus he's in Hell. That breaks me... I'm not sure I know how to reach those kids. The ones who don't think they need to be reached. The ones who think they have it all together. Why would they ever be seen in a church? Why would the need church, let alone Jesus?
It's hard to be a life changer. Where do I even start?
I'm hungry, and there is a crayon drawing of a dinosaur with an "I Love Mom" tattoo on it's arm staring at me and it's making me nervous.
Beard out.
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