You may have thought from the title that this is a blog about gripes concerning young people. Nope. Far from it! Recently, I spent three marvelous weeks on Guam, where they say America’s day begins; probably because the island is fifteen hours ahead of us in places like St. Louis.
Each day, a couple hours after the sun rose, we staggered into a waiting classroom. We covered over seventy sessions equipping young—and not so young—minds for missionary and ministry service.
Each day I looked into the faces of fourteen amazing, anointed, able, apostolic, developing individuals.
- Sensed their passion
- Saw their vision
- Felt their burden
- Listened to their devotion
- Studied their gifting
- Discussed their future
- Dreamed of their destiny
- Heard their prayers
- Applauded their inspiration and perspiration
- Touched by their kindness
- Impressed by their togetherness
- Strengthened by their courage
- Motivated by their desires
- Humbled by their sacrifice
- Stirred by their desires
- Awestruck by their possibilities
- Enthralled by their sensitivity
They left me…
Three weeks with these world-changers wildly, well, and wisely spent. An amazing investment!