days and weeks seem to be racing by. we sit on the crisp eve of october and already the trees are changing. soon, we’ll be able to see the lake from our window once all the leaves have fallen. we push forward. we work, we eat, we sleep and then we do it all over again. every day much like the last. weeks differ in their intensity, engagements and requirements. my nights and weekends get eaten up by planning and meetings and phone calls and preparation — all in an effort to essentially keep a group of teenage girls focused on christ.
who is your youth minister? my coworker asks. though we use different vocabulary, that is what i am.
you should get a job with your church, she says. i explain i have one, but it’s not paid.
ministering is an interesting concept. i have grown up learning to minister, first in my family, then my church family. i expanded. i practiced it in different cities, states and countries. all of that woven together makes the tapestry of me.
i taught the girls yesterday. i’m not sure how well it was received as they appeared to have inhaled pixi-sticks immediately before entering the classroom. i attempted to teach them dating standards and preparation for marriage. heavy topics for the younger girls, while beyond relevant for the older ones. i wanted them to understand that every life, every girl is different and the choices they make now have rippling effects on the rest of their lives. they read several short bios of women at church. they had to guess who belonged to which life. 9 different women living 9 different lives. a common thread ran through those bios: service, travel, missions, schooling, careers and children. while one was married at 20 and one married at 40, all completed school. all were married in the temple. it was impressive to me at least. i wanted to open their eyes to the fact that while marriage and family are a goal to work towards, we work towards it. we have much of life to live before, after and during.
i realized that different places in my life are an important part of who i am. they make up my experience, my loves and my life. i caught a glimpse of a beautiful documentary on kbyutv. it flashed across briefly but left a deep impression on me. it was called “sacred places” and i think that is essentially what makes up each of us, our figurative and literal sacred places.
a few of my sacred places pictured above: 1. Rockingham County (VA) Courthouse, South Face, 2. The Awakening 4, 3. Mesa Arizona Temple, 4. 03-10-07_1302, 5. Gasworks Towers at Night, 6. Teotihuacan, 7. BYU Bell Tower, 8. n8812549_41262463_9056, 9. Best Diner, 10. white dove of the desert, 11. iwo jima memorial, 12. Beira – Farol da Macuti, 13. Volcanes estilo Windows / Volcanoes Windows Style (Desde Puebla), 14. Powell’s City of Books, 15. Rosslyn, 16. Seattle, what’s with the Teriyaki joints?, 17. Iron And Wine ACL Austin City Limits Festival 2006 “Iron And Wine”, 18. route 66. meteor crater, az. 2007., 19. La catedral, 20. patriota, 21. Saguaros