Back at camp I had a head to head with one of my students who suggested that one good way to get her friends to come would be to have teenagers speak. I have been letting that idea percolate in my head for a while and finally came up with a plan. I normally preach a series of messages. So now in the week between series I am going to let students speak. They have the option of doing a full out lesson or just giving their testimony or a short devotion.
Last night was the first of these student talks and I thought it was only fitting for me to make the girl who suggested it do the first one. She was nervous, and I have to admit I was a bit nervous for her. It isn’t an easy thing to get up in front of anyone and speak, most especially your peers. I was scared not that she would mess up the lesson, but that she would feel bad and wouldn’t ever want to do something like this again.
Well, I have to say that my fears were totally unfounded. She was GREAT! I found myself standing in the back just smiling. I mean my cheeks literally hurt because I couldn’t stop. I made me so proud to see her standing there sharing what God had taught her. She had an outline and visual aids and activities and everything. I was so impressed.
It was a good night for me. I have said it time and time again, this job can be hard and thankless sometimes. But then there are times like this–times when students step up and show the change that has happened in their lives–that thrill my soul in a way that I almost can’t explain. Yep, it was a good night.
(O and I got to play a couple of hours of Halo 3 when I got home so it was a good night all around. If anyone wants to come we are hooking up a 16 player network at the church on Friday)