Feeling Young Again

I enjoy being out of my comfort zone. I like being pushed and challenged. The Lord has asked me to do some crazy things since I rededicated my life to Him four years ago. Honestly some of it has been hard, but none of it has challenged me like our current calling. My husband preaches the college service at our church. I love college age and young twenties. Mostly because that's where I personally found my stride, that's where my story of rebellion and redemption lies.

Anyways, that makes us a part of the MOST AWESOME GROUP of people ever called Youth Leadership. Well our church has recently made the huge change from two to three services which means we need people to serve for three services now.

You see where I'm going with this? I knew the second they said it that God was calling is to help out in youth. To get in there and build relationships with the very students that will someday be a part of our group. No biggie huh?

WRONG!!!!

College I can do. High school was not my thing. I never felt comfortable there and I especially never felt comfortable in Youth.

Maybe it was just my church or my town (churches were extremely clique-y), but I hated going to Youth. Wether the slights were real (probably sometimes) or perceived (probably most of the time) church was just a hard place for me. It seemed like all the insider cool church kids showed up in their converse and their bohemian (below the knee before it was cool) skirts and I was left to the side in prissy fell-out-of-the-Gap clothes.

Ugh. I'm having a hard time just writing about it.

That was the first time it occurred to me that maybe I didn't belong in church. It was the start of a severe backslide.

Back to present. I walked into the Youth Room last week for the second Sunday in a row, wearing, I kid you not, a cardigan and Gap skirt. As I looked around at all the converse and cool church hipster styles I felt so uncool. I felt like everyone was looking at me and oh no! Do I have a wedgie or something?!?!

I thought to myself, "Some things never change"

And then I got a Spirit check.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come:[a] The old has gone, the new is here!

It's not the same. Because I'm not the same.

I'm not an insecure teenage girl anymore. I am a woman of Christ who has been called to this room for a reason. I suspect the reason is that I'm not the only one who feels like its not the place for them.

I have a story to share. I have a Jesus story that someone else needs to hear. I have a calling, a challenge to lay aside my insecurities and preconceived notions about these students and serve them.

So I did it. I walked right into a group of teenage girls and introduced myself. I about died, but I did it.

And sweet obedience as it always is, was a complete blessing to me through making four new and dear friends.