Burying the Lead

Students can be incredibly hard to reach. I mean really reach. They’ll be your friend. They’ll talk to you. They’ll even let you develop a perception that you’ve reached them on a deep level…but you haven’t.

My truck was in the shop recently and a colleague picked me up and gave me a ride to the office. En route we drove by a large high school. In talking about it we both instinctively said, “I do NOT miss high school!” Honestly, it was pretty awful. Middle school wasn’t much better. High school is hard, so in order to protect themselves students build up various levels of walls to keep the big scary world out.

As youth ministers we have to climb over the monumental fact that we’re not students with them. We’re not their peers. As much as why try to be “relevant” or “on their level,” at the end of the day we’re still just another adult vying for their attention and claiming the authority to speak into their lives. Once you work, and invest in the relationship, and lose hours at lock-ins and online playing CoD, and sitting in the bleachers cheering at football games, there are still just some areas that won’t let you through. There are just some gates you can’t get past.

And then, usually you have no idea that it’s coming, a student will come up to you and share something spiritually amazing that’s happened in their lives…and they thank you, sometimes you hug, sometimes there are tears. You really have to treasure those moments. And I do. I write about them in my journal. I have a file for things that students hand to me. I even keep scrapbooks of ministries I’ve worked with in the past. All of those things are an important part of keeping your sanity in ministry.

All of that being said, I kind of always thought those moments were amazing, but just an unexplainable mystery of the greatness of God. I mean, how we can get over the disparity of our stations in life, somehow sneak past their defenses and then find amazing rewards…and, maybe I’m burying the lead here, then I read this:

Isaiah 45:2-3

I will go before you
    and will level the mountains;
I will break down gates of bronze
    and cut through bars of iron.
³ I will give you hidden treasures,
    riches stored in secret places,
so that you may know that I am the Lord,
    the God of Israel, who summons you by name.

Holy Frustration Batman!

Luke 9:35-41

                        A voice came from the cloud, saying, “This is my Son, whom I have chosen; listen to him.” ³⁶ When the voice had spoken, they found that Jesus was alone. The disciples kept this to themselves, and told no one at that time what they had seen.

³⁷ The next day, when they came down from the mountain, a large crowd met him. ³⁸ A man in the crowd called out, “Teacher, I beg you to look at my son, for he is my only child. ³⁹ A spirit seizes him and he suddenly screams; it throws him into convulsions so that he foams at the mouth. It scarcely ever leaves him and is destroying him. ⁴⁰ I begged your disciples to drive it out, but they could not.”

⁴¹ “O unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you and put up with you? Bring your son here.”

                I absolutely love this passage of scripture because we see Jesus in kind of a strange place. We’re used to seeing him in miracle mode or teacher mode, but this story finds him in between those places. He’s just come from the Mount of Transfiguration. I suppose you could consider this a spiritual sabbatical of sorts. Just prior to this he had been teaching, healing, calming storms, raising the dead…a busy season of ministry to say the least (and you thought Christmas time was rough). So he took some time away. He went up to the mountain to pray and refocus and get away from the crowds and even most of his disciples. He has this amazing time on the mountain communicating with some old buddies (i.e. Moses and Elijah). He comes back down the mountain refreshed…and here are the people waiting for him, unchanged and needy.

Adam West is easily the greatest Batman
of all time...sorry Christian Bale

                Like I said, I love this passage of scripture. My yearly Bible plan takes me through it at least once and I usually read it more than that in a year. Every time I come away with something different and today I saw something amazing…Jesus was frustrated! Even the Lord of all Creation was frustrated! There it is! Holy Frustration! The divine mandate for my curmudgeon ministry!

I don’t believe he was frustrated that the people had needs, but in their lack of spiritual maturity. Meaning, it’s not about the disciples healing this kid, it’s about the power of God.

 The fact that even Jesus got a little frustrated says a lot about me, and you, and about ministry in general. Here are two new things I took away from this passage:

       1.            Jesus got frustrated…but never sinned.

a.       It’s easy to cloak the cause of sin in frustration. Don’t let yourself get away with saying, “I’m sorry, I only said that (or looked at you that way or treated you badly or threw you under the bus to a church member) because I was frustrated.” Always choose your words carefully!

                                                               i.      “The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks.”[1]

       2.            The Kid Really Was Possessed!

a.       Just because the people were not where He might have wanted them to be spiritually doesn't mean they were just being needy…the kid was really possessed! The point here is that Jesus, despite his frustration perhaps even to the point of disappointment, still happily worked to meet the need. A wise minister I worked for advised me to always love people where they are even if that’s not where you hoped they would be.

i.       “If one of you says to him, “Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it?”[2]

            Jesus, help us to be like you. Help us to be sinless in frustration and to love people where they are.

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[1] Luke6:45, NIV

[2] James2:15, NIV

Why Mourn a Victory?

Ezra3:10-13

When the builders laid the foundation of the temple of the Lord, the priests in their vestments and with trumpets, and the Levites (the sons of Asaph) with cymbals, took their places to praise the Lord, as prescribed by David king of Israel. With praise and thanksgiving they sang to the Lord:

“He is good;
    his love to Israel endures forever.”

And all the people gave a great shout of praise to the Lord, because the foundation of the house of the Lord was laid. But many of the older priests and Levites and family heads, who had seen the former temple, wept aloud when they saw the foundation of this temple being laid, while many others shouted for joy. No one could distinguish the sound of the shouts of joy from the sound of weeping, because the people made so much noise. And the sound was heard far away.

         

            The book of Ezra co-chronicles Israel’s return from exile with Nehemiah. There is some debate as to which story began first, but historical clues tell us that they were concurrent for at least some portion of the story. This passage leaves me with a simple question: “Why mourn an apparent victory?”  In this passage Israel is being restored! Ezra is leading the rebuilding of The Temple of Jerusalem. Nehemiah is rebuilding the great walls of the city. Why mourn? I wonder if only the older generation mourned while the younger generation shouted for joy because the older crowd recognized their part in the exile. Even though Israel had been lost to Babylon for 70 years, this passage says that many of them remembered the original temple. It is certainly feasible that they were part of the sinful generation of Israel that caused God to pour out judgment on them via Babylon.

            I minister to middle-schoolers, high school students, and college/young adult aged students. I see in them such potential for greatness. I see in them such determination that I never saw in myself or my peers. I truly believe that the coming generation of Christ-Followers will see greater things than any of us have ever seen or could dream of. I believe a revival of Spirit and of the Church is coming for them and for us.

            I hope that my generation of ministers can rejoice when we see the young people we work with have great victories and not mourn over the “would-a, could-a, should-a’s” of ministry. If the next generation is to take the Church of Jesus Christ to new heights it is my prayer that my generation of ministers will stand beside them in victory feeling as though we poured everything that we could into them and connected them with Father as much as we possibly could.

            It is my prayer today that I will leave nothing on the table. It leaves me dreaming I will waste no opportunity to reach a young person for Christ for they might be the one to change the world.

            Where does it leave you?

Steer Your Fear

     I'm not a parent, and for the near future plan to keep it that way, but I was someone's child and I work with students and parents on a daily basis. It puts me in a great place to make some observations and I've noticed some cool things over the years. For instance, there are many levels of cleanliness when it comes to parents. Some people will always rinse off a dropped pacifier before getting it back to the child, some don't care. I had a friend once who used to hold the business end of the pacifier in his mouth while getting his daughter dressed and then give it right back to her. This phenomena seems to vary by child. If the first born drops their pacifier it's incinerated like medical waste and a new, hermetically sealed one is installed. By the third child the, "just blow it off" method seems more prominent.

     An important job of parents is to steer the fear of your kids. You don't want them to be afraid of the dark, but you do want them to be afraid of running into traffic. That fear makes them careful until they are old enough to understand and avoid the peril without fear. My wife has an irrational fear of dragonflies that developed from childhood. I'll be honest, not super helpful. My sister was afraid to flush the toilet for a while as a youngster because one of those automatic toilets at the mall flushed with her on it and scared her to death. I guess she thought she was going down with the ship. It's an important to steer the fears of your kids away from things that cripple them and towards things that protect them. It affords them the opportunity to grow to maturity.

     "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of
               wisdom;
          all who follow his precepts have good 
               understanding.
          To him belongs eternal praise."

-Psalm 111:10

     This thought is short and simple. We get caught up in that word "fear." We think, "That's only for the Old Testament God. The NT God is all about love man!" Never forget the OT God and the NT God are the same guy. 

     Also, ponder this. The God who created the universe, with all of it's nuanced greatness, had to squeeze the concept of our need to be awed, amazed, and a little afraid of the glory and power of his presence into our language. It's sort of like trying to play a Beethoven symphony on the triangle. There just aren't enough notes to describe it adequately.

     So when scripture talks about "fearing God." Think of it as the fear our parents steered into us. Just like a healthy fear of electricity helps you to mature from childhood to adulthood in a healthy way, a fear of the Lord allows you to mature from spiritual infancy to spiritual maturity. 

God Says: Get Over It!

Have you ever written a strongly worded letter? Sitcoms lampoon this idea all the time. The passive geek is wronged and someone says, “Well, what are you going to do about it?!?” To which they respond, “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do about it! I’m going to compose a scathing letter to shame them!” I received a strongly worded letter recently and I didn’t take it super well.

The notice was from our apartment complex. It said that they had received noise complaints about “loud music, thumping on the floor, and shouts” coming from our apartment. Now, my wife Elizabeth and I aren’t church mice, but we’re generally pretty quiet…I think. We certainly aren’t obnoxious enough to merit contacting the front office and reporting us. I was mad! Outraged even! “Why?” you ask? Because our downstairs neighbor parks like a cross-eyed maniac! And worst of all I had been contemplating calling the office on her for weeks and hadn’t gotten around to it yet.  Look at this business! It’s crazy right? Not only is she that guy who has to back in every time, but she’s not great at it. I’m not sure if she parks sideways on purpose so that people can’t park next to her Benz or if she just stinks at parking, but it must be a habit because someone has snapped off her iconic Mercedes hood ornament. And she parks right by the entrance to the building where there’s a handicapped ramp…which she backs onto. Look! She parks right on the sidewalk! I wanted to call the office and get her sent a scathing letter. In fact, that’s why I originally took these pictures. So I’d have some proof. Then I read this in Proverbs 12:16:

A fool shows his annoyance at once,
   but a prudent man overlooks an insult.

And I was done. What did I gain from showing her up except starting trouble and fueling a quarrel? It’s not like she had committed some great social injustice that I needed to fight. She just nicked my pride. Isn’t it better to just be wronged than to show yourself a fool?

            God Says: Get Over It!

Have you ever received a strongly worded letter? How did you handle it?

The Energizer

     I am a youth pastor. One of the privileges and dubious honors of youth ministry is over-nighters and lock-ins. A “more seasoned” minister than myself once told me that each lock-in takes one year of a youth pastor’s life. I’m beginning to come around to his point of view. Last weekend my students, some of my leaders, and myself played laser tag from 11:30pm to 7:00am with maybe 2 minute breaks between rounds. It was exhausting, but it was tons of fun and probably one of the best lock-ins ever.

Who do you depend on to give you more life?

     Over the course of the night we played a variety of games like Elimination, Capture the Flag, and Royal Rumble. The variety kept it fun and made the night go by super fast. One game we played was particularly interesting. It was called “Energizer.”

Here are the rules: 

1. Each player starts with 25 lives and 100 shots.

2. One player is the “Energizer.” This player shoots his own team
mates. Each time he hits a team mate they get +25 lives and +100
shots.

3. OBJECT: Stay alive, defend your energizer, and destroy the enemy’s energizer.

     I was the energizer. Let me just go ahead and say…it was stressful. “Pastor Justin I need more lives!” PJ, help I’m out of shots!” “Pastor, I need help!” It was like that scene from Bruce Almighty where a divine Jim Carey is overwhelmed by prayers and pleas for help. (Maybe I didn’t have the weight of the world on me, but at 3:00am it was certainly stressful).

      Students, one of the real blessings of life as a youth pastor is being there for students who have hit a spiritual stall or roadblock. We YP’s work very hard to cultivate real relationships with our students so that you will come to us in your times of spiritual need. People, parents and students, often say thank you after they have navigated through a difficult time and my frequent response is, “It’s what I do.” I promise I don’t say that flippantly! That is not my Schwarzenegger one liner; it’s my view on what God created me to do. So to the students who are reading this, from my church or not: Talk to your Youth Pastor. He or She wants to help you, to pray with you, and love you through the tough times of life. That said we have a second job as well.

     Colossians is a book of the Bible that is really a letter that the Apostle Paul wrote to the church at Colosse. He wrote them many things about how to live and he gave them many words of encouragement. Then he finishes his letter with this statement:

Epaphras, who is one of you and a servant of Christ Jesus, sends greetings. He is always wrestling in prayer for you, that you may stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured. (Col. 4:12)
     You see Epaphras was the man who had founded the Colossian church. He planted it and watched it grow and his prayer wasn’t that his church would grow, but that the believers created by it would be mature and fully assured. Another important task of the Youth Pastor is to get you ready to spiritually take care of yourself. Students, there is going to come a day when your Youth Pastor can’t be your Energizer for your dwindling faith. You will reach a point of no return where you can’t fall back on that person anymore or it won’t be enough. Ask yourself if you treat your Wednesday night youth service like life support for your faith. You come in dead and expect the worship band and your pastor to rub the paddles together, yell “Clear!”, and shock you back into faith in Jesus. That only works for so long before you flatline.

     Students, I want you to know that today, I’m pledging to renew my efforts for you in prayer. I will “wrestle” for you in prayer. I will pray that you will not need to fall back on someone else to give you a spiritual booster shot so that you can keep on living, but will, “stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured. I hope you will renew your efforts to grow up big and strong…in Jesus.

The Great Comission Lifestyle

     At my church, Evangel Community Church in Snellville, GA, one of our values is to live what we any many other churches call a "Great Commission Lifestyle." We believe that "Reaching Lost People Here and Around the World" is our job. When Jesus ascended into heaven (Matthew 28) He commissioned believers to go into all the word and make disciples in His name and to spread the Good News to the four corners of the earth. He did not call us to do this once. He called us to do this with our lives. In a sense, everything in our lives should exist just to support our evangelism efforts.

    If humans are good at one thing it's complicating a simple task. It's rather easy for us to make reasoned efforts to talk ourselves out of sharing our faith with those who desperately need it.

    We make excuses like: "I'm really busy today." or "I'm not in a good place right now." or "Who am I to tell them how they should live?" or "I've got my own problems..."

    Let's take a look at a biblical example on that last one:

Acts 16:22-36 
     The crowd joined in the attack against Paul and Silas, and the magistrates ordered them to be stripped and beaten with rods. After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully. When he received these orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks. 

     About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them. Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everyone’s chains came loose. The jailer woke up, and when he saw the prison doors open, he drew his sword and was about to kill himself because he thought the prisoners had escaped. But Paul shouted, “Don’t harm yourself! We are all here!” 

     The jailer called for lights, rushed in and fell trembling before Paul and Silas. He then brought them out and asked, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?” 

     They replied, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved—you and your household.” Then they spoke the word of the Lord to him and to all the others in his house. At that hour of the night the jailer took them and washed their wounds; then immediately he and all his household were baptized. The jailer brought them into his house and set a meal before them; he was filled with joy because he had come to believe in God—he and his whole household.

    If anyone had a good reason to excuse themselves from the Great Commission for a moment it was Paul and Silas. If you read the beginning of chapter 16 you will see that they were beaten and jailed for casting out an evil spirit that was tormenting a young slave girl. It's not until later that we find out that her owners were making money off of her torment. They had lost all of their income. So Paul and Silas were brutally beaten and tossed in jail.

     There are so many parts to this story that just baffle me.

    First, they were singing praises to the Lord.  Am I the only one who will bare their poor miserable soul and admit that I might not be inclined to sing three verses of Just As I Am right after being publicly beaten and tossed in the slammer?

    Second, they didn't run for the hills as soon as the doors clanked. I would've been out like the Atlanta Falcons in the playoffs. But they stayed. My first thought is, "Why?" We get our answer in the next verse.

    Third, they led a man and his entire household to the Lord! In their condition, after the day they'd had they held an altar call! These guys are awesome!

    I know my excuses like "I'm tired today" or "I've been through a lot recently" don't hold much water in the light of Paul and Silas.

    What about yours? Which of your excuses does this story shatter? How can you live out your Great Commission Lifestyle today?

Word to Your Drummer...

     I've been leading worship since I was 14. I started with just me and my acoustic guitar. I knew three songs: Light the Fire, Jesus, Lover of My Soul, Take My Life. (I might have known, Every Move I Make too...remember "waves of mercy, waves of grace" and you had to do the motions!) By the time I learned some new songs the entire youth group never wanted to hear those three again. Eventually we were able to step up to guitar and bass and then drums. The drums were an amazing blessing and a tremendous burden on me as a worship leader. They added so much to the sound. It really felt like live music. But, the drummers who volunteer to play drums at the local student ministry aren't always the greatest. Long story short: We sang fast songs too slow and slow songs too fast...it was rough.

     If you're a worship drummer or a worship leader for your youth ministry you need to understand that you are both vital parts of the worship team. Drummers could stand to learn that dynamics are important and that you shouldn't use the double-bass pedal on How Great Thou Art. Worship leaders need to learn that (I can say this as a worship leader) you are just not as great as you think you are and making pops and clicks with your mouth might not suffice to explain the beat to your drummer.

     SO, in love. I hope both worship leaders and worship band drummers will watch this video. It's a great resource that our National Fine Arts director Rod Whitlock and an awesome drummer named Josh Little put out to help drummers understand some of the skills it takes to play and flow in a worship service. If you're a drummer check it out so you can get better. If you're a worship leader check it out so that you will better understand how to form beats yourself and so that you can help your drummer not just stare at them or tell them to play quieter.

Check out the video here: http://finearts.ag.org/resources.cfm


Remember these Classics?:

     -Note the period correct powerpoint slides including Magical Flying Letters, Purple Gradient, and (my personal favorite) Random Nature Scene