Well, we had our final youth group for the highschool in the Wherehouse this past Wednesday night. It’s hard to believe we are leaving what has been our home to youth ministry the past six years. I have been in the Wherehouse, even when “big church” used to meet there. God has ever been present there!! I have seen and heard smiles, kids laugh out loud, tears shed, intense times of worship, kids meet Jesus face to face, and I have prayed for salvations with kids. It has been a special place to me and for me.
This past Wednesday we met as usual. Tonight we decided to have a chance to share and remember. We ordered Grandy’s for dinner. We had fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, yeast rolls, and sweet tea for everyone. I think God would have shown up, even if He wasn’t invited for this meal. It was good stuff. We all ate, laughed, and told stories. We then had a time to share what we remembered about youth group and about the Wherehouse since we have been there. It is great to hear what people remember, the times we shared, and the laughter that followed. I am ashamed to say, I was most remembered for the gas I passed (yes, I said pass gas. It’s my blog). I will save that story for another day…lol.
Next, we worshiped to some old/new favorites. It was a stripped down version with acoustics, and a single drum(jimbey?). It was very worshipful and a sweet time. We also had old youth group photos that cycled throughout the years. I couldn’t believe how much kids have matured, and gotten older. It was really hitting me that we were moving on to a new chapter in life. As I looked around the room I saw kids remembering, and also crying. It was hitting them. All the years we have spent together, laughed together, cried together, and been there for each other. It was only appropriate we finished finished with our theme song, Inside Out, by Hillsong United.
The best part of the night came next. We all came to the alter and knelt in dedication to God, about 60 or so. We all prayed out loud together thanking God, remembering this time together, and wanting Him to continue to move in and through this youth group. It was awesome and powerful. The spirit was thick as you heard all the voices crying out to God. It would send chills down your spine. I could have sat in that all night long!!
We finished the night out with a group photo and a matte for everybody to sign to put in the Roof Top(new youth room). How cool and AWESOME is our God. I am thankful beyond words to express.
Go Jesus!!!!!
Justin
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Justin,
That sounds totally cool.
As for the “gas you passed” - I can only imagine how it has “seared” their minds, among other things. I have fallen prey to that disastrous billowing of foul stench and can truly concur with the reality that is was quite memorable.
The drum would be called a djembe.
C-YA!
FRED
HAA! I was so about to tell you have to spell djembe!
Should have know another musician would correct that!!
Yes, that was an awesome and bittersweet night! I really am glad to serve a long side with you!
I love to serve along side of you too, Heather!! What a weird way to spell djembe!!!
It was definitely a precious night. I am so grateful to be a part of the youth group and the great leaders. I love serving with all of yall!
Charity
PS….djembe is a weird spelling!
djembe
Hey friend…
It was good to see you today, even for a brief moment!