Wednesday may be the second craziest day in the week for me, it is such a busy day, that no matter how much I woulld like to spend time blogging, it just isn't going to happen. And it isn't about time management, it's about too much on my plate.
Wednesday nights are great though, I have enjoyed our worship time during the calling, I am trying to challenge our kids to reach and find a deeper faith than where they are. I realize right now in my ministry that I am being paid back for the way I was as a teen in the "youth group." I hope that our teens are having as much fun as I did, and ultimately that they are being touched and formed like I was. There are some who I know aren't getting it, I also realize that what we are doing is different than anything any kid from Alabama has expereinced....right in the heart of dixie. What am I doing here? Just kidding.
I come home each night after The Calling and I am so drained phsically usually, sometimes discouraged, but I think God is working through it. We had a bunch of visitors last night. For the last four months I have had a bunch of teens who have been visiting that need to make commitments, I am trying to help them figure it out. I know that God's truth will convict their hearts.
Getting ready for the Honduras trip in another week and half, I am so nervous, yet so excited, I will miss my wife in the worst way. I know we aren't true newlyweds, but being married five years in July we are still so much in love, like the day when I proposed. I love Susan so much, she has been God's hands sent to surround me. Of course, His second installment Hayden makes it that much more difficult to go. I hope that I can be on this mission what God has called me to be.
