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in the midst of… brokenness

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I will be the very first to admit that I am way less than perfect, and anyone who knows me well is aware of that fact.  This is something that I often have struggled with inside of my calling to ministry, specifically youth ministry.  

How can I possibly show teens how to live a life fully devoted to Christ when I struggle to do so myself?

This is a question that has haunted me in the past. Well for a while, at least. Then I watched a little. Then I listened a little. I got to be around people in ministry.  I watched them deal with their imperfections. This was eye-opening for me. For the longest time, I struggled with telling people what field I was studying in, and what type of life I was preparing for. Was this because I was ashamed of my faith? Was I ashamed of Jesus? No. I was ashamed of myself. Being completely aware of my own brokenness and sin, I could not dare to let people know what I felt called to do or who I felt called to be.  Then I found a piece of Scripture from 2 Corinthians that comforted me.

To keep me from becoming proud, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud.

8 Three different times I begged the Lord to take it away. 9 Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. 10 That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.  -II Corinthians 12:7-10

Even Paul, the great missionary of the Gospel, was in need of grace. God has used some really screwed up people to bring about his glory throughout history.  King David, “a man after God’s own heart,” was an adulterer who then covered up his adultery by conspiring to have a man killed.  Rahab was a prostitute, but God used her to help his people.  Paul himself was a killer of Christians, and his letters to churches are now known by many as the “inspired word of God.”

One thing that these people have in common (other than the fact that God used them for great things) was that they did not dwell on their own brokenness, but instead chose to live into a better story. We live in a world filled with stories. Some of these stories are of God, but many are not.  Whatever we do, whether good or bad, will be part of our story, but what do the bigger pictures of our lives look like? Overall, are we choosing to serve God with a few hiccups along the way? Or are we rolling around in the muck of our lives? These are the questions we have to answer for ourselves. Personally, every second of every day, I have a choice to make.  I can spend my time focusing on my brokenness, or I can choose to live unashamed.  Unashamed of myself and fully turning my brokenness over to God, only then is there full life.

While writing this, I thought of a song I grew up singing at Church Camp. Here are some of the lyrics:

I’m trading my sorrows,

I’m trading my shame,

I’m laying them down for the joy of the Lord.

Brokenness is something that exists in everyone’s life, but it is not something that we have to hold on to.

in the midst of brokenness, let us hand it over to Jesus. Again, and again, and again…

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in the midst of chaos.

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I have not really been writing a lot lately, so if you’re super into my blog (HA!), sorry, I’ve been gone for a while.  I guess I just haven’t had anything to write, haven’t wanted to write what I think, or haven’t had the time to write all over the interwebs.  One thing that I’m learning is that writing, much like teaching, comes from the overflow of the heart.  Writing is an outlet that I have, but I’m a thinker.  I’m pretty hypercritical of my writing, so when I do finish a draft and decide to publish it on this blog, I mean it.  I have a lot of drafts saved that I have never finished or never published because halfway through writing the posts I realized I didn’t have anything good to say, or didn’t believe my own writing.  I say all this to say that I hope to write more often.  From my experiences the past week, I think I am entering a great learning season of life.  Some of the material I get to study this semester is already starting to blow me away.  I now feel a fire for learning and growing in faith that has been less prominent of late.  I am excited as I look forward to this next portion of my education and life; the possibilities are endless.

One thing that I am excited to get into is what faith looks like in the world we live in.  In the chaos of our culture, what does a follower of Jesus look like? and how should I navigate the foolishness of this world because of what Jesus has done?  So I plan to start a series called “In the midst of…” where I look at what it means to be a Christ follower in a culture full of lust, hypocrisy, violence, etc. I am excited to dive into these issues, but also hesitant because of the volatile nature of these topics.  So anyways, I just thought I would let you all know about what’s going to be happening on the blog for a while.  I’ve got things I have to be doing, but you should here from me soon.

-Michael

“The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” | Job 1:21

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COMMUNITY. WE NEED IT.

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So this summer, I’ve learned a lot. A lot about youth ministry, about life on the inside of a church, and a whole lot about myself. I’ve learned some of my strengths, that some things that I thought were strengths of mine are not quite to strength level, and I’ve discovered a lot about how I interact with people. I’ve also learned a lot about doing things on my own. Being away from home for a few months will do that. The more I have been on my own, the more I have realized that is not what God intended. God made us to be relational beings. From the beginning of time on this Earth, that has been evident.

 Genesis 2:18: “It is not good for man to be alone. I will make a helper who is just right for him.”

In Genesis 2, God was talking about a woman, but I think this rule applies in every case. Not just that every man needs a woman, or wife (in fact, I really feel like the church does a terrible job with singleness, but that sounds like a different thought for a different time), but that every person needs another person. AT LEAST ONE. Some people need more than that.

Luckily, I have found people here in the area with whom I have gotten to share in community with. Everyone, wherever they are, needs people who care about them, and people that they care about. I have been fortunate to find that here in California, and I am even more fortunate to have the awesome support system that I have back in Nashville. That is what I look forward to most about returning to my homeland in a week. If you ask, I would tell you that I’m excited for the fall semester to start. That doesn’t mean that I’m excited for the 8 am classes, the tests, the papers, and the absurd amount of books I’m supposed to read (which reminds me, I still need to purchase those). What I’m excited for is the opportunity to build on the relationships that have already begun and to form the relationships still to be created.

Acts chapter 4 lays the blueprint for the life of a church.

“32 All the believers were united in heart and mind. And they felt that what they owned was not their own, so they shared everything they had. 33 The apostles testified powerfully to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus, and God’s great blessing was upon them all. 34 There were no needy people among them, because those who owned land or houses would sell them 35 and bring the money to the apostles to give to those in need.

36 For instance, there was Joseph, the one the apostles nicknamed Barnabas (which means “Son of Encouragement”). He was from the tribe of Levi and came from the island of Cyprus. 37 He sold a field he owned and brought the money to the apostles.”

What we have is not our own. Living in community with others helps us realize that. It’s one thing to hold on to your possessions when you don’t have any friends who go without. We (speaking to myself here) need to be in conversation and in life with those who are in need. It’s easy to help our friends, not as easy to help those we don’t know.

Over the weekend, I got to hang out with an awesome group of guys. On Friday we hit up Santa Cruz and San Francisco on Saturday. These guys are like me – they’re not perfect. It was great being around 4 other guys for those two days. Yes, we were seeing awesome sights and experiencing amazing places, but I would’ve still had a great time if we had just sat in the living room and hung out for two days. The constant good-natured teasing and joking, the conversations only a group of college age guys have, and the comradery among us was just what I needed.

In conclusion, we need community. We need other people to care about. We need other people to care about us. But above all, we desperately need Jesus, or none of this matters.

ALSO.

I have a great friend, Drue, who authored a beautiful piece on his blog regarding this same topic. You should check it out if you’ve got the time. “I was created to… COMMUNE“

Also, I have grown quite fond of the band Rend Collective.  On their 2013 album, Campfire, they filmed a video on the making of their album and the community brought on by a campfire. It’s about six minutes long, so you should watch it if you haven’t. “The Campfire Story“

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Why we (yes, men too) need feminism (RACHEL HELD EVANS)

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The first I ever heard of Rachel Held Evans was when she spoke at NYWC (Nashville) in November.  Since then I have thoroughly enjoyed reading her blog and other of her writings.  I enjoy her thinking because I think she understands what feminism is.  Feminism, in its purest form, is a push for women to be treated equally to men, not better than men.  Sometimes things I read on the internet frustrate me because it is straight up demeaning to men and elevating to women.  I’m sick of articles being shared on my Facebook feed comparing all men to pigs.  

I read this today, and I think everyone should read it. So check it out.

We need feminism…

Thank you, Rachel Held Evans for being prophetic in your thoughts on feminism. You can guest-write for my page anytime. 

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more than me.

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I woke up pretty late on my day-off today here in California.  It was about 11 o’clock or so, and I checked Facebook/Twitter/Instagram like I normally do when I wake up (gotta keep up to date on the world’s happenings).  Today was cool because many of my friends from back in Nashville at Donelson Church of Christ got back from Camp today.  From my social media creeping, it seems like this year was yet another successful year at Fall Creek Falls for Donelson.  Pictures and tweets point to a great week in Christ like many that I have experienced in the past.  This was my first year not being at the camp in 10 years.  Since January, I have thought about this year’s camp occasionally.  My thoughts have been hopeful.  Hopeful that those present would experience the Spirit of Christ through each other.  Hopeful that the counselors would love their campers in a Christ-like way.  Hopeful that the younger campers would take showers and change their clothes.  Hopeful that the older campers would be a light to each other and the younger campers.  I was hopeful, not worried.

The past few years at Camp, I had put in a lot of effort to influence it and leave a mark.  In my mind, Camp was my thing.  I was obviously the best counselor, the coolest staff member, and by far the best softball/volleyball coach.  I am extremely grateful for something Russ, one of our ministers, said to me in the Spring.  We were chatting in his office, and he said to me, “Camp is bigger than any one person.”  Donelson’s Camp, like many other camps around the world, is a living, breathing organism.  Camp has taken on its own identity, one that is bigger than any one person or group of people.  When one person can’t make it, someone else does.  When one cool tradition is discontinued, another one is born.  Camp evolves and changes, but it’s not going to shrivel up and die because of one little thing.  Camp is something that God uses mightily, and something that is set into motion by God doesn’t just stop.  So, cool staff members come and go, but there is only one who runs Camp (and it’s not the director…even a really, really awesome one).  

I guess what I am trying to say is: a lot of things change in our lives and in this world, but God doesn’t.  God is still God at Fall Creek Falls State Park whether I am there or not.  When I leave the Bay Area to go back to school in August, God will still be here.  A lot of times, I think Christians (good, well-intentioned, Bible-believing Christians) get the idea that they are taking God with them.  Taking God to our workplaces, schools, other countries, etc., but the truth is that God is already there.  God was here before we showed up, and He will be here after we’re gone.

The grass withers and the flowers fall,

but the word of our God endures forever.

                 Isaiah 40:8

above all else, God is.

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Living with “No”

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Let me tell you a story.

Last summer, a man took his 8-year-old son (we’ll call him Jimmy) to his first baseball game, it was Jimmy’s birthday.  As most 8-year-old boys at a baseball game do, Jimmy brought his glove, primed and ready to catch a foul ball.  The boy waited expectantly for his opportunity, and he didn’t take his eye off of the game for the whole first inning.  The first inning went by, no foul ball.  The second inning passed with the same result.  Then the third, then the fourth.  Eight innings go by, still no fly ball for Jimmy.  The father, who has been sitting and watching his son wait, becomes distressed.  Jimmy still has hope, but will certainly be let down if they leave the park without having caught the ever elusive foul ball.  It’s Jimmy’s birthday, and his father wants him to have the best possible memory of his first experience at the ballpark.  So, Jimmy’s father prays to God.  He prays, “God, please let a foul ball be hit over here.  Its Jimmy’s first game, and its his birthday. Please, it would make his day.  He’ll remember it forever.”  Right on cue, with one out in the top of the ninth, the second baseman hit a lofty foul ball into the seats down the first base line.  People all around are reaching out trying to catch this foul ball.  The ball bounces off a man’s hand two rows in front of the father-son duo and hits Jimmy in the chest.  Jimmy picks the ball up off the ground, finally in possession of his newest prized possession.  Jimmy was beyond excited, and his father looked up to heaven thanking God for answering his prayer.  It was a miracle!  An everyday miracle.

I heard that story on a Christian radio station in Nashville about a month ago.  I don’t think I had ever felt so angry at a radio station in my life.  Why was I angry?  Because that’s not how prayer works.  Over the past several years, I have seen health declines and deaths, I have become more aware of poverty, both domestic and abroad, and time and time again, I have stumbled in my walk with Christ.  In all of these situations, prayer has been present.  So why the heck does God have time to send baseballs to little kids when people are starving and dying!?!?!?  With stories like that in our Christian circles, it no wonder that people think we’re all hypocrites.  Maybe God had something to do with the birthday boy catching a fly ball, and maybe he didn’t.  That’s not the point.  The point is that these aren’t the stories we should be telling.  I don’t have a degree in marketing, but if our evangelism point is telling people that we prayed a wish list to God, and he gave us all the stuff we wanted, then we are attracting people who have wish lists.  Then what happens when our Santa Claus version of God doesn’t come through?  We end up with churches full of discontent, unhappy non-followers of Jesus.

Maybe I am being a little harsh.  I mean after all, ending world poverty is a huge prayer, and surely it was part of God’s plan when those loved ones got sick and later passed away.  Maybe God answers easy prayers.  No, it doesn’t work like that.  I pray for a lot of easy things.  Sometimes, I pray that the stop light will stay green long enough for me to make it through (and I work at a church, so God definitely doesn’t want me to be late).  In high school, I prayed that we would win football games.  And we did win a lot of football games…until my senior year.  I mean, come on God, Just make the ball bounce our way a little more.  Keep the refs from blowing the call on the last play of the game keeping us from going to the playoffs (I’m not bitter, I promise).  So why is God answering some dude at a baseball game’s “easy” prayer, but not mine?  God, why couldn’t You have given me enough knowledge and wisdom to get an A on my Greek final?  Where were You on that one?

We live in a culture saturated with wants.  After all, I’m a 20-year-old, white, American male from a middle class family.  I’m supposed to graduate college, get a job, get married, have 2.5 kids, and live a long and happy life after retiring at 65.  I’m supposed to live happily ever after because God wants good things to happen to me, right?  Wrong.  If anything, by the standards of our culture, being a Jesus-following Christian actually makes life worse.  Among other things, Sunday mornings are no longer sleep time for you, no more premarital sex, and you are called to give away your stuff and money.  On paper, without supernatural genie powers, following Jesus just looks dumb.

So Jesus, let me get this straight.  You’re calling me to come and die.  Ok, well at least I get little “everyday miracles” along the way for, you know, praying and being a good guy.  I may die for Your name, but at least before that I get to catch balls at baseball games and get to have perfect health for me and my family.  This whole following Jesus thing doesn’t sound bad at all.  No. No. No. No. No.  Once again, this is not how following Jesus works.

Imagine a guy (we’ll call him Mike) at a bus station looking to purchase a ticket.  Mike is sick and tired of the life he has been living in his hometown of Jackson.  Jackson is a town, not too big but not too small, and Mike has grown discontent with the lifestyle.  There’s not enough hustle and bustle in Jackson to keep Mike excited and on his toes, but he also longs for the simplicity and serenity provided by a farm town out in the country.  He can purchase a ticket to Los Angeles or Farmville, USA.  In a tragic miscue, Mike didn’t decide where he was going before leaving his house that day.  Mike sits at the bus station all day trying to make up his mind, and finally decides that he is better off just going home.  After all, home has got a little bit excitement, and a little simplicity.  Mike missed the bus.  Sometimes I feel like this is how we Christians are.  Discontent with where we are in life, we look heavily at two sides of the coin, the American Dream & the Way of the Cross.  After much thought, we decide that staying where we are is the safe play.  There’s no risk.  We’ve got some fun worldly pleasures, but just enough Jesus to get us on to heaven… or wherever it is we go when we die.  There is no fusion between the American Dream and Jesus.  That is a lie we as Christians have to stop telling ourselves.  The Spirit of Christ does not reside in the things of this world.  Jesus and his followers have gotten on one boat.  The American Dream and the things of this world have gotten on another.  You can’t sit in between the two boats.  You’ll drown.

As a Christian, I am concerned about what kind of message we give off when we broadcast certain things.  The beauty of following Christ is not how easy life becomes, but how much our struggles become worth the struggle.  Our struggles become worth it when we see others fighting alongside us.  The Church is God’s gift to us.  Paul’s command to the Church in Romans 12:9 is, “Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.”  We have been given a group of people to cling to in times of trouble.  So let us not only tell people of the random “everyday miracles,” but let’s share stories of grief and pain.  Let us share stories of being uplifted in times of great hurting through the love of Jesus shown to us by his people.  Let us pray about everything without ceasing.  Prayer is a source of hope in our broken world.  Without hope, there is no prayer.

We must choose to live a life fully in pursuit of Christ.  That life is full of trials, hardships, and pain.  James (the brother of Jesus) comes at it like this: “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, when you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.”  Not only does James acknowledge that there will be bumps on the road, but he argues that they are necessary, beneficial even.  If a child grows up getting everything he or she has ever wanted and has never been told “No,” then when they are finally told “No,” they will inevitably have a break down.  This is a new experience for the child, and he or she doesn’t know how to handle it.  After a while though, the child becomes accustomed to not everything going their way.  This doesn’t mean they stop asking for help or things they think they need, but when they are told “No,” they handle it better.  Also, having been exposed to “No” makes hearing “Yes” much sweeter.

So let us follow Jesus.  Let us pray, understanding that “No” is a potential answer.  Let us not be discouraged, but let us persevere.  Let us live, knowing that no matter how bad life gets, we serve a God who understands our pain having lived on earth Himself.

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Thank You for…

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If you have ever volunteered in a youth/student ministry anywhere, this was written for you.

Volunteer Thank You

By Michael Clinger 5/29/14

 

Thank You for following God’s lead.

If you are a volunteer or youth worker reading this, then you are one of the few, the proud, and the brave who followed a calling to youth ministry. Thank you for giving your life to students. The road you are on is not the easiest, and there are a lot of entry ramps onto it. Whether you have a child of your own that is a student, needed a place to serve in the church, or got volunteered by someone else, you are here for a reason, and God knows that reason. Every youth worker has a unique set of gifts that God can use, so thank you for giving yours for the sake of our students. Ephesians 2:10 reads, “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” God has a purpose specifically for you, so thank you for following God’s lead to our students.

 

Thank You for standing up for our students (all of them).

       So often in our culture, teenagers are described as being too (Fill in the blank). Too loud, too young, too unpredictable, etc. Thank you for being countercultural in that aspect. So often teenagers are referred to as the “Church of the Future,” but thank you for understanding that they are the church now. Thank you for seeking opportunities for our students to have responsibility, for listening to their ideas, and for being a voice for them among your peers. Every ministry has those students who are on the fringes. Thank you for being consistent in caring and reaching out to those who have trouble fitting in, smell funky, are a little crazy, are misunderstood, are shy, and also those who are not shy enough. In Mark chapter 2, Jesus is looked down upon for spending time with those who were disliked by the religious. Jesus responded by saying, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” You are mirroring Christ when you pursue those students. Thank you for that.

 

Thank You for believing that God’s Word makes a difference in the lives of our students, and for sharing that Word with little to no affirmation.

If you’re involved with youth ministry for the recognition, you won’t be involved much longer. Students are very unlikely to thank you or openly appreciate you. THAT DOESN’T MEAN THAT YOU DON’T DO A GREAT JOB. Another frustration of many youth workers is there often is no fruit of their labor evident in the lives of students. Keep planting seeds and cultivating your plants! Just because you don’t see any difference in the lives of the teenagers doesn’t mean you aren’t making one. You are taking the Word of God and putting it into the lives of teenagers, how could that not make a difference? God’s Word will not return void. Thank you for your perseverance in sharing a beautiful gift with our students.

 

Thank You for giving while never expecting anything in return.

       Thank you for sacrificing. Most people probably have no idea how much money you spend being a volunteer. No one knows how much of a time commitment you have made to be in the presence of and praying for our students. Thank you for offering your resources, time, and money to share the love of Jesus with teenagers who will never pay you back. There is a lot more to being a volunteer than people on the outside will ever know. Thank you for opening up your home, buying food, coming to events, and praying regularly for these teenagers. In Matthew 18 Jesus said that anyone who welcomes a child in his name welcomes him. These teenagers aren’t exactly children anymore, but still, thank you for welcoming Jesus into your home in the form of our students. Thank you for your generous spirit, and remember, God loves a cheerful giver (2 Corinthians 9:7).

 

Thank You for being a voice of truth and encouragement in the lives of our students.

First of all, thank you for spending enough time with our students so that this is possible. Something great that volunteers have the opportunity to do is see the strengths of teenagers that no one else sees. Our students live in a world where they likely think plenty of negative thoughts about themselves, let alone what other negative things people tell them. Our teens need to hear what they do well, and they need to be encouraged to continue in those things. They would never admit it, but they deeply desire affirmation from the adults that they respect, and you are those people. When you see a student with a particular gift, tell them that you see it, and encourage them to cultivate it. Thank you for being an adult that is both accessible and approachable to these teenagers. You have become a trusted voice of reason in their lives. Let God continue to speak through you. Thank you for the constant encouragement that you are.

 

Thank You for being vulnerable in your weaknesses.

       One of the worst things for a teenager to believe is that mature Christians are perfect people. They know their weaknesses and struggles, and if they believe that perfection is what God wants, many of them will turn away, knowing that they can never achieve it. They need a person who is human and struggles with some things, just like they do. Thank you for being that person. Obviously, oversharing is not good, but thank you for sharing what needs to be shared. A great thing about God is that He uses our weaknesses to bring forth his glory. In 2 Corinthians 12, the Lord says to Paul, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Even Paul had struggles, and he let people know that he did. There has been only one perfect person, and you are not him. Thank you for appearing human to our students.

 

Thank You for loving God and trusting Him to use you.

To spend the amount of time that you do sharing God’s Word with our students, you must love God. Thank you for having that relationship with God and letting Him guide you to our students. You likely do not have the total package for the “ideal” youth worker. You’re probably not prepared, skilled, trained, and cool all at the same time, and that’s ok, no one is. Being a good youth worker is not about being young and cool, but it’s about loving God, trusting in Him, caring for students, and pointing them towards God. Thank you for doing those things, that’s all that can be asked of you. Thank you for serving God despite your inadequacies. Many let their shortcomings keep them from living out the calling that God has for them, but thank you for trusting that God can use what gifts you have for the betterment of His kingdom. The young boy that came with five loaves of bread and two fish did not have enough food to feed five thousand people, but through Jesus, God made it more than enough (John 6). God can take what little you have and make something amazing happen. Thank you for trusting that God can do more than you can.

 

In Conclusion…

You are the unsung heroes of youth ministry. What is done among our students could never be accomplished without you and others like you. Thank you for all that you have done, all that you are doing, and all that you will do.

 

“Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.”   1 Corinthians 15:58.

 

May the Lord bless you and keep you. May His face shine upon you and give you peace. Amen.

 

 

 

 

*This is something I wrote for volunteers in youth/student ministry. Its not an original idea, but most of the content is original. Inspired by Doug Fields’s booklet, “Thank You: Appreciation for
Volunteer Youth Workers.”

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Opportunity

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Well there are now 3 weeks left in school (including finals) for me this semester.  I honestly have no idea where the time has gone. This semester has been a really crazy ride.  My brain is now filled with so many awesome memories, and my life is filled with so many awesome new and old friends.  The next three weeks will be insanely hectic, but then it will be over.

This summer I have accepted a job as a youth ministry intern at Campbell Church of Christ in Campbell, California.  I have never been to California, and I have never been away from Nashville for even close to three months.  I really feel weird about it though.  I feel weird because I really think I should be terrified or worried, and honestly, I’m just not.

There are a lot of things that will not be the same this summer that have become regular happenings for me.  This year, I won’t be going to the church camp that I have attended for the past 10 years.  This year, I won’t be able to spend an excessive amount of time “fishing” (doing absolutely nothing) with some of my best friends in the world.  This year, I won’t get to spend July 4th, my dad’s birthday, with my family.  This year, I’m not going to be able to live at my house and enjoy God’s incredible gift of family.  This year, I will be missing out on a lot, but somehow, it’s ok.

Sometimes, I believe God gives you opportunities to do something awesome that you didn’t see coming.  Sometimes God drops things into your life out of nowhere, things that would have never even have appeared as an option previously.  God did that last year when I was able to travel to Ukraine and share my faith on the other side of the world.  God dropped this opportunity on me in November when I got an email from some church that I had never heard of in California.  The email was looking for people to apply for the youth ministry internship at their church.  I was looking for an internship, and I hadn’t heard from any churches in the area, so I thought what the heck, I’ll apply.  After applying, I had a phone interview, then sent some references.  Next thing I know, I am offered a job, given an opportunity, that I never saw coming.  Honestly, I am super excited because I have no other explanation for this happening than God.  When I truly believe that something is of God, my worries and concerns always seem to disappear. 

God calls us to things that we never see coming.  This makes me think of Jesus calling the twelve. 

13 Once again Jesus went out beside the lake. A large crowd came to him, and he began to teach them. 14 As he walked along, he saw Levi son of Alphaeus sitting at the tax collector’s booth. “Follow me,” Jesus told him, and Levi got up and followed him.          -Mark 12:13-14

Levi was probably having a pretty normal day.  On that day, Levi made a choice that would change his life forever.  Levi probably didn’t know that he was going to become a close friend and follower of the man that would change history forever, but he went anyway.  Sometimes God convicts us that something is true or good.  When that happens, run with it.  Go, and don’t look back.  

In conclusion, live a life full of excitement.  When God invites you to a party, just show up.  God will take care of the rest.

-MC

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Hello Dear Readers, 

You may have noticed that there is now a different title at the top of my site.  I thought “Thoughts in Written Form” did a better job of explaining what the blog was than “Where I’m At: Confessions of Self-Examination,” and let’s be honest the original title was just a mouthful. Hopefully will be posting some good stuff in the near future.  Hope that you keep reading!

Love you all!

-MC