I attended my first Young Life event as staff member last Thursday night. Our team went to Centennial high school for the football game and had a tailgate before hand. It was a success but as I sat in the football game I was taken back to when I was seventeen. So many feelings swirling around working with these kids but mostly an overwhelming sense of how can I do this?
It made me think of the few Young Life encounters I had when I was in high school. One in particular sticks out in my mind. I was leaving a football game, most likely drunk or high when one of the young life leaders came up to me. She tried to start a conversation with me and invite me to young life. I looked at her like she had four heads. Why would I attend young life? I hated Jesus. Oh how the times have changed. As I tried to muster up the courage to talk to girls I didnt know I couldn’t help but think back to that day.
I was overwhelmed thinking about trying to reach the “me’s” of high school. The kids that want nothing to do with Jesus. The kids in the stand who were most likely slightly drunk, heavily engaged in PDA, or desperatly trying to sit with the popular kids. It feels like yesterday I was back in those stands and now I am trying to show these kids who Jesus really is.
All this to say I won’t be able to do it. I can’t possibly convey to these kids that Jesus is cool. I have to daily rely on him to show himself through me. I know if I am who those kids see nothing will be accomplished but if they can see who I represent then maybe just maybe something will change. It’s a long road and a challenging one but its not up to me to change all these kids, just love them one at a time.