As I stood waiting to give my campfire talk last night it occurred to me. I am the oldest guy on faculty at LJCA Senior High camp this week. I am that guy. You know . . . the guy that all us young buck youth ministers used to look at and think, "I'm never going to be like that old guy." I am now him.On the one hand, I am greatly encouraged to know that there are so many great younger people who are committed to ministering to our students. On the other hand I wonder if there aren't some older wiser people from whom our students can better learn. If I am the oldest man on staff here, I wonder if maybe we don't need someone with more gray hair than myself to give students a more complete perspective on life and life with Christ.
Then again, maybe I just don't want to be the "old man" of the camp . . .
2 comments:
Your probably the most gassy also.
"When I was your age, we didn't have AC in the dorms. We were sweaty and smelly and we liked it just fine!"
Yep, I know what it's like to be that guy. Good for you for serving there Frank.
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