It's Monday night, 5:30 PM in the Family Life Center. A group of middle school boys are playing basketball, eating pizza, and trying not to squirm too much during Dave's devotion. One young man asks, "Can we do this twice a week? Can we meet again on Friday nights?"
An hour later that same night at Kim's house, the freshman basketball player who injured her knee - ACL, MCL, and meniscus - just 72 hours before during the last game of the season hobbles up the front steps and into the house. Her crutches can't keep her from playing the games that come before the devotion and prayer time, and they're sure not gonna keep her from making it to Life Group!
Tuesday night, Cathy's house. Just 48 hours after returning from a ski retreat in North Carolina, a group of high school sophomores gather around the living room, laughing and talking, full of Cathy's cooking. Tonight they're celebrating the 16th birthday of one of the group members. Later, they'll share prayer requests and talk about their faith.
Wednesday night at Linda's. Fourteen high school students crowd around a dining room table, talking and eating. There are five high schools represented. Five! No one likes to miss. They all say Life Group at Linda's is their favorite night of the week.
Thursday morning, 5:30 AM. I've just gotten out of my warm bed, not used to getting up this early on a Thursday. But the schools were closed on Tuesday, and more than one of the students who normally come on Tuesdays for Prayer Breakfast at McDonald's asked if the breakfast could be rescheduled for Thursday. They love coming to Prayer Breakfast, so of course we rescheduled it!
The lady at Blackbird Bakery knows me by now. I've been coming in every Friday morning for almost two years now. Two dozen assorted doughnuts. Sometimes three dozen. And as the coaches and administrators at Abingdon High School greet me as I walk into the school for FCA, they know they'll get the leftovers! They'll be sitting on the counter in the main office. But most weeks, there aren't any left over! If the kids at FCA don't eat them, those I meet in the hallway will. They are from Blackbird, after all!
Saturday morning, Pigeon Forge. Most of the occupants of the cabin are still sound asleep. As I lay there before I get out of bed, I can smell sausage cooking in the kitchen, and I hear the kitchen crew laughing and doing their thing. Soon the cabin will be crawling with sleepy teenagers. For now, it's peaceful. Who will it be today? Who will hear "just the right thing" from the speaker at Resurrection and have their life changed today? I can't wait to find out!
As I drive up Interstate 81 on Sunday morning, I'm looking for the text I know I'm about to receive. "Are you gonna be downstairs for church today?" Oh yeah, I will be. I've sat with this guy during church for years now. I doubt if he knows how special it is for me to sit with him each week. Man, who's gonna take his place when he's away at college next year?
Have you ever thought about what it is in your life that "gives you life?" What it is that gets you out of bed in the morning? What it is that makes life worth living? I've thought about it. I think about it a lot. And I have a lot of answers to those questions. And those answers have names, like Taylor, and Brooke, and Cooper, and Sutton, and Andrew, and Caroline, and...well, you get the point. The list goes on and on and on...
Which is my favorite day of the week? Yep, you guessed it! All the ones that end in "y"!
Hey...I'm HB. I'm the youth minister here at PVUMC.