For those of you who don’t know me, haven’t been reading long, or are just not very good at taking hints, I’m involved in running our churches Friday night youth ministry for year 7 – 9 kids. It’s traditionally been you classic youth min setup – Friday night, 7:30 – 9:30 for fun, games, possibly some food, and a little bit of God stuff snuck in, based on the hope that kids will bring friends along and that they’ll get evangelised. And to a point, it’s been working. We’ve had a few kids bring friends along and seen them become semi-regular. It got pretty good for a while, and then dropped off around December. There was a little bit of unrest in my mind, but it wasn’t enough to have me break.
Then the sunday before last, I had the youth out for the morning sermon time, and just chatted about what they wanted to see in youth this year. And gradually, as the suggestions started rolling in, two very different patterns started to emerge. On the one hand, these kids wanted to have a super cool babysitter for a couple of hours every friday. The other was a much quieter thread, but somewhere underneath all that, there was a push towards doing some serious discipleship. And for involving the kids in running the nights. And having them share what God’s doing in them.
Which just broke me. Broken by the futility of running a teenager amusement park and shocked at the ever-widening gap between my ecclesiological theology (thanks to Alan Hirsch for the big word) and my practical application of aforementioned ecclesiology, I knew that I can’t keep doing this. So, now everything changes.
The focus is going to be on discipleship. We’ll have these kids learning how to incarnate Jesus into their English classes, and the only chance we’ve got is if the Holy Spirit comes and does something incredible. But I’m sick of settling for the old way, and sick of feeling like I’m not doing anything for these kids. So, maybe it’s time to put my emergent where my mouth is and actually trust that God wants to use teenagers to speak to teenagers, rather than me. I just get to have a crack at helping them out. It’s a frightening prospect.
