…and you weren’t there with me.
It was a bummer. I missed being home, and I missed being in this class, in particular. No, not just this class—but YOU. I missed being around you.
I saw a bunch of churches I recognized. I went to college with some of their youth pastors, so I got to catch up with some of them, but what I really missed was having you along for the event.
The Youth Rally itself was cool. They do theirs monthly—Bible quiz, games, a preaching service, and an activity afterwards—and it’s a regular thing, for them. But it just made me excited to get back home and get to work. We’ve got our own Preaching Rally coming up in February, and maybe we’ll get to attend some other rallies between now and then, too.
So, thank you for being a youth group that is worth coming home too. Some youth pastors dread going home. I don’t. I’m glad to be back.
And, since I’m on Indiana time (3 hrs ahead), I am wired and ready to go. The problem is, my kids are too. They were up at 4am today.
I hope today blesses you. We’re going to take a break from Leviticus and talk through the Christmas story for the next few weeks.