No idea where the last two weeks went. Hours lost to the same black hole that eats socks and hair accessories, I suppose. I thought I’d have a lot of time for writing, but nope. Here, there, and everywhere went I, and any moments left over have been dedicated to sleeping, because summer camp is next week and sleep is not a thing I will not likely do for four nights.
May the odds be ever in my favor.
Kate says: distant.
Part of my heart has been roaming around Utah, Arizona, and California, traveling with my beloved youth group. They explored Arches National Park, attended a conference with 8,000-plus other teens, participated in service projects, spent two days in Disneyland, splashed around in the Pacific Ocean at Huntington Beach and are now making their way home. I didn’t get to go on this trip, as I stubbornly dragged my feet in responding to God’s leading, but I thought I was okay with that until the vans pulled out of the church parking lot two Sundays ago.
It wasn’t the trip itself I minded missing, because I am not a woman who ever wants to go hang out in the desert in the middle of summer. It was them. I missed them.
And so I am thankful for the beast that is technology, because
Good news from a distant land is like cold water to a parched throat.
– Proverbs 25:25 (CSB)
They kept me in the loop. Shared pictures, stories, and videos. Called me a few times, both to vent about things that would make anyone cranky when it’s 114 degrees and you’re operating on very little sleep, and to share their joy as they began to hear God’s voice. That, indeed, is the best part. God is still speaking, still working. Still drawing people in.
My dear ones learned that they are not the future of the Church, but that they are the Church right now. I am delighted that they heard this message and I can’t wait to see how they begin to take ownership of their place and role. I am excited to walk alongside them as they continue to grow.
Teens are not a lost cause, you see. They aren’t useless. They can be used by God to impact their communities for His glory and everyone’s good, just as adults can. Yes, I am human and no saint and there are moments when it’s awfully tempting to walk away because they can test you like nobody else can (especially middle schoolers), but they need me. And they need you. They need those of us who are a little farther down the path to hold out our hands and pull them up alongside us. They need us to show them how and why to follow Jesus.
I am excited for them to return from the distant land. Excited to hear all the details of their grand adventure. Excited to hug them. Excited for new relationships began with Jesus and old relationships deepened.
That, I think, is one of the little miracles, the subtle touches of God’s hand, that we don’t always notice. A year ago I would have never imagined I’d feel this way or be so invested in their lives. I had purposefully distanced myself from many people because of deep hurt. I can’t say that I’m completely healed, but I can say that the in-process work of the Spirit lies in bridging the distance, in moving me toward when I want to pull away.
Simply, God is good. He has given me a beautiful, complex family, one for which I never thought to ask.
5 thoughts on “Five Minute Friday: Distant”
Aww, this is beautiful. And so cool that you can be part of their lives in such a tender, special time. Glad you’ve found this family. (hello from your FMF neighbor! :))
oh, that was so lovely they found a way to include you. And so God moved in all your hearts. 🙂
Sounds like a wonderful trip – lots of fun and profitable as well! Social media…all the technology – it definitely is a two-edged beast…but so glad you were able to enjoy its benefits and keep in touch, and enjoy the fun, while everyone was gone!
“Simply, God is good. He has given me a beautiful, complex family, one for which I never thought to ask.” Love so much about this post! Having provided leadership at a similar conference in our denomination numerous times and having kids who attended, there are glimpses of the Holy Spirit sweeping across those crowds of teens. God indeed answers our prayers in ways we never expected.
This is just lovely and how lucky these young people are that you’ll be there to welcome them home and be the collector of all their stories! God’s plan is often surprising and uncomfortable and challenging, and rewarding, and always just what we need! What a blessing to be part of such a special family!