Today there is a slight drizzle of rain outside my window, the temperature is in the 50s, just cold and wet enough to give a person the excuse to stay indoors wearing slippers and pondering some of the larger things of life.
This weekend I was privileged to take some Lipscomb students to Youth Specialties National Youth Workers Convention where we got exposed to some great ideas for youth ministry as well as personal spiritual development. The highlight for me was Donald Miller calling us to live lives that are stories worth telling as well as living. Miller contends that our lives (and faiths) have been HIGHJACKED by the tiny, insignificant stories that dominate our culture.
- small stories like a Roomba vacuum cleaner that promises life fulfillment as it meanders throughout your living room floor.
- tiny stories like a dish washing soap that will fill your soul with joy and happiness as the bubbles miraculously scrub away grease and grime for you.
- insignificant stories like a Volvo that will provide your life with meaning and purpose through its 47 air bags protecting you from harm’s way at every turn.
These stories have convinced us that God and His OMNIPOTENT grace and OVERWHELMING mercy aren’t relevant or accessible in our lives. That these porduct can give us the experiences and relationship that give meaning to our lives when in reality they will only hollow out our souls leaving us empty shells.
So the call and the challenge for us in youth ministry is to provide our students with that story, that metanarrative the provides purpose, meaning, and HOPE that provides CONFLICT and the INCITING INCIDENTS that get us off our suburban butts and into the lives of those who Jesus calls us to serve and reach out to: the orphaned, the homeless, the widowed, the disenfranchised.
This is a STORY that can incite REVOLUTION in an adolescent who is trying to find purpose and meaning in fashion, music, video games, movies, drugs, cutting, sex, gossip, or any other false god that they have let write their story.
This is a STORY that can motivate this generation of students to live with and without FEAR. With a reverent fear of an omnipotent God that calls us to be salt and light in this world balanced without a fear of living a life without meaning and purpose in order to distribute grace and mercy to lonely and invisible in their worlds.
This is a STORY that will allow teens to IGNORE the naysayers and creatively DISCOVER how to eradicate hunger, malaria, poverty, apathy in their world.
God, may we live big lives with big stories as you are a big God.
Amen.

Well I have been off the blog for a month. I have had finals, a trip to Princeton for their Forum’s on Youth Ministry and then just a week and a half of self imposed Sabbath. I do have a laundry list of topics that I want to write on in the upcoming weeks. But for now, here are some random ramblings that I want to share with you:
Colossians 3:17 is one of my life verses. Its one of those verses that I try to live my life by. It is one of those verses that have camped out in my heart and I can’t seem to let it go. Paul teaches, “And Whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” (Col 3:16). As you can see this is one of the “Life is Good” verses. It describes a life that is really dialed in to the fact that Life is Good. I used to think that Col 3:17 was all about the little things. I used to teach that it was about brushing your teeth and taking out the trash. While Paul probably includes those daily mundane tasks in those activities, I think it is a much deeper passage than that. What Paul is really doing here is defining a lifestyle. He is cross-referencing his passage where he describes us as ambassadors of Christ. When one is truly in tune with the fact that God is the Creator and Sustainer of Life, Jesus is the Savior of All, and the Spirit is the Comforter of all our grief, one can do everything in the name of the Lord and do it with thanksgiving. That is an amazing lifestyle that God offers for all of us. It frees us from the tyranny of worry, grief, anger, jealousy, envy, hatred, etc. We no longer are slaves to those forces when we understand God is on control.
I think it is inevitable that many of us (read “me”), work really, really hard to not disappoint those around us to the point of overexerting ourselves, stretching ourselves too thin, just so we will look good to those around us.
It seems that this is how we have all been feeling this week in my family. We have been tired. It doesn’t seem possible after the girls had a four-day weekend with a cold day (instead of a snow day on Friday . . . don’t even get me started) and this being a short week due to the MLK holiday. So why are we tired?
If I am honest, I grew up in a home and a culture where there was distinct racism. I remember hearing the “N-word” many times in my home. I confess to even using it as a young boy. It is not something I am proud of. Actually, I am ashamed to admit this.
One of the main differences I have noticed in living in Middle Tennessee vs. living in California has been the addition of more seasons. People here tell me this is normal. You seein California there is basically one season with several different mutations. Calfornia only has the season of spring with the various permutations: