As I was driving home yesterday from my second winter retreat in a row, I went to adjust the heat and all of a sudden I felt like I was hit with a ton of bricks. No one else was going to tell me what it should feel like in the car. I was the only person that could control it. . .wow. Now I have had a car since I was 16 but something felt decidely different. A little tick on the clock from childhood to adulthood ticked to the right. It's little things like that which tell me I am not a child anymore. And it's scary.
Perhaps it was the contradiction of spending an entire weekend as a junior higher. Acting as silly as possible and loving every minute of it. Of getting in trouble as a leader for staying up too late because I was singing all the girls crazy songs about the boys they like! With my ski goggles on all the while. The girls decided I was "crunk" on Jesus.
It was so refreshing. I drank a load of Mountain Dew to keep my energy up and as we were all about to go to bed I started pacing the floor. Maddie our High School leader that came with asked what I was doing to which I replied "A pivotal moment has come. I can go to bed right now, or I can be really crazy for quite awhile, what should I do?" She thought crazy was the right way to go and so I did. I almost peed my pants numerous times.
And I get paid for that. . .
So while I struggle with growing up I get the blessing of hanging on a little longer in doing Youth Ministry.
godisgoodallthetime.
Great quality
5 years ago
