it's funny how one little action, moment, idea can have such an affect. actually it's not often funny, sometimes serious, and even more often, sad.
where i work i can see it all the time. the students make choices and they have to deal with the consequences. now understand not all consequences are bad. for example, you choose to stop at a red light. the consequences are you don't get a ticket from the policeman who is in the crossing lane, or get hit by the truck coming from the left, or hit the little old lady with the fluffy poodle named fifi. these are good. the students i work with have made some poor decisions that have brought consequences of intense therapy. in a way they are lucky. how many people out there need this kind of intervention and don't get it? or what about all the "normal" people out there who just make a "few" mistakes then have to deal with the consequences?
i guess this came up tonight starting at work. being a friday night the students get to watch a movie for fun. we were watching "the breakfast club." now i know it's an old movie and one that many people might scoff at (yes i just used the word "scoff"). but each of the kids in the movie made a poor choice and ended up in detention. you'll just have to go see the movie to see how it turned out. but it really hit home when i got back and opened my computer. one of the news headlines was about an 18 year old girl who made a mistake. she sent a nude photo of herself to her boyfriend with her phone, an action that of late has been termed "sexting."
now to some this may seem like not that big of a deal, but it gets worse. when they broke up, the photo got out . . . to the whole school. people were calling her many bad things. she went on the news as a sillouete and with a voice cover to explain the dangers of something that in the heat of the moment can seem so fun. she was getting harrassed at school and it began to eat at her. two months after the news interview, her mother walked into her room to find that her daughter hung herself. all for pushing "send."
i cannot begin to type all the thoughts in my mind because they are endless. full of sadness and pain. i . . . i just don't know.
here's the link to the news report for any and all who wish to see it. http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/29546030/?GT1=43001
These are but stories in our lives, short glances into our souls. As we go on, a new page, new chapter, new series is written . . . but is it us who really write it?
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
the end, not the means
what an interesting day! i don't know what triggered it but somehow my mind began to wander and it found some amazing connections, and it really made my day!
there had been a few moments after having moved to montana that i felt like i might have been out of place. i do like my job, but there are times where i felt like i didn't fit in. this was especially true with the youth group. in the past i had worked with youth groups and really enjoyed it, seriously contemplating going to seminary to be a youth pastor. then when i started working at chrysalis and was put in charge of leading the youth group i was excited, imagining the great fun i would have impacting their lives. sadly, i haven't felt the same. i have felt more judged and boring than exciting and inciteful.
but today something changed. in the youth group we had been working through a c.s. lewis book called the great divorce, a good book, but not an easy read. i won't give away the story wishing that you would look into it yourselves, but in it many characters prevent themselves from reaching pure joy and love in "heaven" because they refuse to let go of something that is holding them back. a few of the characters had the problem of being so focused on the means rather than the end, the journey and not the destination, that they lost the meaning of it all. and my wandering mind suddenly saw clearly, or at least clearer. i had become one of them.
i was so focused on having a good youth group and having good discussions and making an impact, and that i would be so excited about it, that i lost the point of the youth group. the youth group was for the youth, for them to explore things, and i was just trying to be happy doing it, rather than being happy for what it could do for the youth!
at the same moment my still wandering mind hit on the end of another book that i had finished last night, "a wrinkle in time." in the end of that book, the characters overcame evil with love, and it was love that saved them. in "the great divorce" it is the hope for the characters to enter into a true love where they will relinquish their past mistakes and madness for joy and peace. and then i saw it. it was about love! i needed to have a truer love for the students, not for the desire to enjoy leading the youth group. to love the students would be the better reason, and at that moment i was filled with a radiating love, and joy, and peace. the world got a little brighter and my person more smiley and excited.
from that point on the day just seemed to go well, and even the small "inconveniences" were nothing. just crazy. it really is about love.
there had been a few moments after having moved to montana that i felt like i might have been out of place. i do like my job, but there are times where i felt like i didn't fit in. this was especially true with the youth group. in the past i had worked with youth groups and really enjoyed it, seriously contemplating going to seminary to be a youth pastor. then when i started working at chrysalis and was put in charge of leading the youth group i was excited, imagining the great fun i would have impacting their lives. sadly, i haven't felt the same. i have felt more judged and boring than exciting and inciteful.
but today something changed. in the youth group we had been working through a c.s. lewis book called the great divorce, a good book, but not an easy read. i won't give away the story wishing that you would look into it yourselves, but in it many characters prevent themselves from reaching pure joy and love in "heaven" because they refuse to let go of something that is holding them back. a few of the characters had the problem of being so focused on the means rather than the end, the journey and not the destination, that they lost the meaning of it all. and my wandering mind suddenly saw clearly, or at least clearer. i had become one of them.
i was so focused on having a good youth group and having good discussions and making an impact, and that i would be so excited about it, that i lost the point of the youth group. the youth group was for the youth, for them to explore things, and i was just trying to be happy doing it, rather than being happy for what it could do for the youth!
at the same moment my still wandering mind hit on the end of another book that i had finished last night, "a wrinkle in time." in the end of that book, the characters overcame evil with love, and it was love that saved them. in "the great divorce" it is the hope for the characters to enter into a true love where they will relinquish their past mistakes and madness for joy and peace. and then i saw it. it was about love! i needed to have a truer love for the students, not for the desire to enjoy leading the youth group. to love the students would be the better reason, and at that moment i was filled with a radiating love, and joy, and peace. the world got a little brighter and my person more smiley and excited.
from that point on the day just seemed to go well, and even the small "inconveniences" were nothing. just crazy. it really is about love.
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