It’s 6 a.m. and I haven’t slept all night long.
The odd thing is, I’m the only one. We held a youth all-nighter for our teens tonight and I was the only one that didn’t crash at 4 a.m. What makes this worthy of comment, however, is that even though I know I’ll be tired today, and even though it’s harder to get motivated for these things at times, I still find my soul revived in the midst of these events. I suppose when that stops, I’ll know it’s time to look for God’s call to a new role in ministry. But for now, getting to share in the lives of a group of teens who are trying to figure out what it means to follow Jesus, or who are trying to figure out if all of this is even real and if they actually have hope still amazes me.