We had a reunion last weekend, and it was awesome. Because we had family in visiting Rachel and Eliza, I drove to Spring by myself for this Saturday party. I went of to college 29 years ago this month, and really had not been back much since then.
It was a very enjoyable introspective drive as I listened to everything from Billy Joel to Band of Horses and remembered my high school years. What would it be like to see everyone again?
“former” youth weren’t the only ones in attendance. Art and Betty Wilson, our leader counselors over those years, were also there, in addition to some parents.
I spoke with Betty a bit about how, sometimes in youth ministry, you don’t get to see the harvest. You plant a lot of seeds, do a lot of praying, and you lose a fair amount of sleep. No matter how the events and plans go during those years, one of the things we all want, in youth ministry, is for something to last.
The family feeling, the mutual love, respect, and caring took up wherever it left off when last we had seen each other. In fact, I would say it is even better now, because none of us wasted any time Saturday playing any of the petty ego games that we seem to raise adolescents to play.
Anyway, the direction I am aiming this post today is to invite you to remember the people who played a significant role in your youth or childhood. Do they know how well you’ve turned out so far?
If you get a chance, let them know.