one love, one God

Sometimes preparing for youth stresses me out so much. There are so many things that I know I could be doing better. And after a full time week of craziness and stressing about uni assignments and catching babies, I don’t have much oomph left to put into preparation for that time. And so they do get second best. Or third or forth or fifth.
But at the moment, that is about all that anyone is getting. Nobody gets my full attention. Not my shifts or my child or my husband or my church. And definitely not myself.

But then a night like tonight crops up. I stress, but I go. I prepare very little, but we have fun anyway. And God shows up despite what I do. I should have learnt by now that he always does. His grace covers all of my failings. I’ve seen that proven time and time again. It doesn’t matter how good or bad I do, the kids still meet with God.

Tonight was great. We had a blast outside on the wet grass playing semi rough/active games. And then we had a really good worship time. Some girls who are new to our youth group, who have never worshipped before took themselves to the back of the room and raised their hands. The whole youth were praising in one accord and it was beautiful. And then after our extensive worship, which different young people came up, took the microphone and led (which many had never done before), we had prayer time. The kids grouped themselves around those who indicated they needed support, and theire were tears and hugs and God just moved. The group is starting to bond in a powerful way. One community, one love, one God. Just as it was intended.

And I can truly say I had nothing to do with it.  To God be all the glory.  When his kids seek Him, He rocks up.