Friday

Give me some space | Making room for imagination in ministry

My friend April recently posted some great photos of her kids on her blog. She captured pictures of her two doll baby children and their wonderfully creative sleep patterns.

For us, we might find some of these postures awkward (if not impossible!).
For them, it's just the way they do things. It's natural. It get's the job done.

So, I peeked in on my youngest tonight. In the darkness of her room I snapped a shot of her sleeping. I'll call this the rainbow position: back bend, hands over head, books and toys strategically placed...at perfect peace.



Since I am completely opposite of her right now--up at a ridculous hour--not able to shut my eyes to save my life--I find my own posture on my couch with my keyboard, finding rest in another way.

This got me thinking about ministry to young teenagers. (Almost everything gets me thinking about teenagers.)
On Wednesday night, I asked the question.
What blocks you from seeing Jesus in your life?
What is so loud and distracting that you forget about his living presence and work in your every day life?


I sat with a group of six middle school boys as they told me the same story about how they think about sports and video games but mainly it's their imaginations that distract them the most.

Hmmmm.

I wonder if our focus on grades in school, on standardized tests, and honor roll has limited our teenagers in their imaginations. These guys told me they just start thinking about stuff and they find themselves making up stories in their heads and chasing them around for awhile and before you know it, they've lost track of time.

I personally don't know any middle school student who doesn't get distracted.
Even the most organized, type A, disciplined student--I've seen him and her wander "somewhere else" and forget something important.

Imagination is God given. It's a wonderful thing. And I'm wondering if we limit it in the church like it's limited in schools for the sake of grades and keeping peace in the classroom?

I wonder if I've limited their freedom to understand God, the Bible, prayer, community to the way I see it and the way I know how to do it because, to be frank, it's just the way we've always done it.

What if teenagers are more like our infant and toddler children, growing in spiritual positions we could never imagine working at all, but it does.

I've got our Sunday morning discipleship hour on my brain. We've moved from a up front teaching time to an around tables with leaders guided study. We've seen some great changes and growth in doing this.

But I'm thinking maybe they need more space. Still.

Just as my youngest daughter has more space to sleep than she needs--it's totally necessary for her to grow, for her to find her own way of doing things, for her to rest. At the same time, it's necessary that the space to have some limits to keep her from harm.

I want to give teenagers the space to imagine their own ways of praying, reading the Bible, translating it from their context and applying it in ways that help them. I think they need more space to do that. I think they need us to ask them--"how would you go about praying or talking to a friend about God or serving others". Their answers might want us to get out our phones and take a picture.

After I get back from vacation, I'd like to do a few things:

1. Recruit two middle school girls, and two middle school guys to help me as I plan my lesson each week. Let them give me ideas for how to teach the material. Let them tell me what they think about the ideas before I tell them what I think about them.

2. Change their environments often. My girls bring all sorts of craziness into their beds to help them sleep. What would a teenager want to be in their space as they learn about Jesus. Find this out.

3. Take good notes. Listen to them by noticing what they draw, what lights up their faces, what causes them to turn inward.

4. Pray and ask God to open our eyes to see where we need to give space and where we need to provide protection.

I hope this is making sense. Any thoughts are welcome here....

Tuesday

Weekly Reminders & Encouragement

Thursday

What I'll be when I'm 33


The birthday is coming.

It has me thinking about what I want to be when I grow up.

If I live to be 99 years old, I've already lived one third of my life. If you're measuring out ingredients that's a big pinch gone to the pie. At the same time, there's quite a bit left that's needed to make this thing really great.

So what's this next 1/3 going to be about for me? Not sure entirely, but I am sure of a few things.

The list:

1. Stop trying to be a man. Everyone knows that trying to be a man is a huge waste of a woman. The next time I preach, I'm ditching the "everyone wears converse" look and wearing heels.

2. Buy a good pair of heels.

3. Be unapologetic about the fact that I don't have all of the answers, and also about the fact that I've got a few to share.

4. Enjoy working out. I don't want to do anything athletic unless it gives me life. I'm jumping off this Zumba train and getting back on the court. Maybe at 34, I'll enter a sand volleyball tournament with my brother somewhere, or train for the Olympics. Either would work for me.

5. Spend more time praying and connecting with the Holy Spirit of God than I do connecting with the spirit of facebook. I want to know the Word of God. I want it to pour out of me more than the latest Gungor lyrics.

6. Write something that matters.

7. Care enough to know what matters.

8. Give away things. Start with ministry resources. I've got tons to share. Email me if you need something.

9. Make happy memories with my children. Plan their birthday parties, make things at home, do things spontaneously, bake up the kitchen, throw spaghetti, dance, and play.

10. Make more happy time with my husband. This could include a variety of things but mainly I want the one you are thinking of. It's fun. It's important. God ordained it. Not ignoring it.

I'm confident in the person God created me to be. I'm grateful that I get to be a part of so many things that I love. I can't imagine my life without youth ministry, mission trips, baptisms, writing, training, meeting, talking...I also can't imagine my life without fun, adventure, my family, my husband, our call to serve and care for others. I can't imagine my life without reading, without being inspired by babies and nature, and really good stories. I hope we spend more time watching the sunset this year and praying for the people who the sun is rising for as we say goodbye to it for a day.

I hope that 33 is a year of giving--sharing--discovering--and living together in a way that gives people joy and peace.

It'll be great to be 33.

What will you be this year?

Wednesday

Training Our Leaders- In a Word

CARE
When you arrive tonight for ministry. Make it your goal to CARE about the needs of at least one teen. Ask they how they are doing. Comment on what they are wearing. Compliment them. Our students are already facing stress as interim grades are out. Even those who are doing great academically may be facing friendship stress or general stress that goes along with changes related to growing up. Care by loving them--even while nudging them to pay attention during worship--it's all done with an attitude of "I get to point this student toward Jesus tonight".

Thank you for coming each week, to serve, to love, to be a Christlike example,and to say with your life "we care".

Monday

Hello Workload



There are a few reasons I've been thinking about workload, how I handle workload, what to do with the workload...

Last week was my turn to preach at the Saturday night church where my husband and I serve as campus pastors--the topic of the sermon. Work.

Last week, we had a huge event that I had been planning for months. Crunch time had me thinking about work.

Our staff is looking ahead into 2012 and making ministry plans and goals. I've had to revisit my work to make sure these plans and goals are a priority. More work.

In all of this, I've leaned heavily on our youth ministry team--and on our assistant--Matt Fry.

Last Thursday morning, both of us felt like we had been punched in the face by youth ministry. We had an incredible circus event where teenagers enjoyed life together, laughed, and heard a message of hope. Good things came from this--too many to count--and we are grateful. But we still felt flattened a little by the steamroller called "Wednesday".

The cool part--we both felt this way. There's something about sharing a burden that makes it lighter.

Moses father-in-law gave good ol' Moses a lecture on this once.
(Exodus 18:17-18)

He said,

"What are you doing is not good."

Can you just see him sitting Moses down for a little talk? Shaking his head...

"You and these people who come to you will only wear yourselves out."

He noticed Moses trying to do things in his own strength.

"The work is too heavy for you: you cannot handle it alone"

Wisdom breathes.

The power in these words remind me how we need help. "Two heads are better than one", my teachers in school used to say during group projects. So often we want to own everything about our work and we forget the gains of sharing the load. We can't be afraid to ask our colleagues and friends for help. They may have the final piece to the puzzle or that key idea you've been looking for. Sometimes, all it takes is three minutes chatting with Matt to figure out a creative solution to a problem. Sometimes all it takes is airing a challenge before our staff. Sometimes, all I need is a few minutes to share my fears and frustrations with another human being--relieving the lonely feeling and gaining the support that comes with prayer and edification.

We are better together.

Why do I have such a hard time asking for help? Why do you?

Do we fear that someone else will get the credit for what we've done, or that we'll have to share? I'm guessing a little.
Do we fear admitting that we aren't perfect as we reach out for help or support? Sometimes.

Look to Moses, sitting as judge over Israel, helping people settle things from dawn until dusk every day, for an answer to your workload--get help. Allow others to lift you. Lift others when they are in need and remember it's God who we work for, not human beings. And it's God who we please when we do so.

I can't do this alone.

I need help.

I'm not perfect.

I still make mistakes.

Good ideas come from everywhere. I have a few, but there are so many more if I look around.

Some of my ideas stink.

I need people to tell me that.

Some of my ideas are great.

I need people to tell me that too.

When we go hard. We need help.

When we need rest. We need help to find it.

I hope as we face the work before us that we would never be lone ranger youth leaders. I hope that we would share the burdens, challenges, puzzles, questions, joys, parties, and wonders together.

Hello workload--we're ready for you.