Sunday was by far the longest day of my life. When I finally arrived home after being gone over 13 hours, I felt drained, both physically and spiritually. The day started off pretty good, but as the hours rolled by, tension began to fill the air. I knew that it was going to be a different sort of Sunday, with Kelly being out of town and all, but I didn’t know it was going to be THIS different.
I won’t go into extreme detail here, but evil was taking hold of our youth worship team, and was trying to destroy everything they had been working so hard to attain. Egos were building up and crushing others, tempers were flaring. In the end, it seemed to be just a complete misunderstanding. However, this misunderstanding will have lasting effects on the hearts of the team. I know they can bounce back, but will it ever be the same?
So, why do we go through these things? Most of the time it is for us to realize that we must rely on God for everything. For when we lose sight of Him for just one moment, we can begin to sink fast. These struggles are also for us to realize how much we depend on each other, how much unity is a factor when it comes to us conquering evil. I learned Sunday that this conquering is a daily struggle. I learned that no matter how hard you try, you cannot get away from it once and for all. But I also learned that it is through God that we can overcome these little bumps in the path to Him and His plan for our lives.
On days like Sunday I begin to wonder if I really am cut out for this youth pastor thing…but it is also on these days that I really begin to understand why I am called to be a youth pastor…
Its complicated, but could I really live my life any other way?
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