We made it safely to Missouri this afternoon! It was a long 12 hours in the car but, thankfully, the whole family survived with no major arguments. 🙂
I’m on vacation this week and I’m looking to enjoy a little time off but I’m planning to blog throughout my time here. I haven’t written as frequently as I’d like over the past few weeks due to trying to keep up with other responsibilities so this seems like the perfect time to jump back into something I love!
With it being “Thanksgiving Week,” I’ll be sharing things I’m thankful for (in no particular order)…
Tomorrow, we’ll be going to church at the Christian Church of Carl Junction, where I grew up. I always have mixed emotions about being there…twenty years of memories don’t just disappear.
I have some great memories… Like putting on a Living Nativity in the freezing cold of December. And the Harvest Party. And getting baptized. And youth group.
And I have some memories I’d kinda rather forget… Like destroying the brand-new carpet in the Family Life Center (just a few weeks after we started using it). And getting kicked out of the church choir due to my horrible singing (in my defense, the “ooooohs” are hard). And trying to burn my initials into the parking lot by spinning my truck’s tires (subtle, I know).
There are funny memories, serious memories, sad memories and embarrassing memories. But above all, I remember people who supported me no matter what I did (no matter how stupid my choices were). I remember a preacher who took the time to invest in me (no matter how little potential I showed). And I remember a place that will always welcome me back (no matter how hard I fail).
I am thankful for my “home church” because, in large part, they made it possible for me to be who I’ve become today. They were the vehicle God was using in my life, whether they fully realized it or not. Honestly, I haven’t even always realized it, but without the church in Carl Junction, my life would likely have taken a much harder path.
And my thankfulness for my “home church” leads me to this thought… No matter who you are – how old you are or how busy you are or how impatient you are – YOU are responsible to release the potential in the youth of your church. It’s not your preacher’s job or your youth minister’s job or your Sunday School teacher’s job. It’s YOUR job. Be the vehicle that God is using in the life of some teenager you may have never even noticed.