I remember the looks on their faces at my first youth ministers conference; they were tired- no- exhausted. Wide-eyed and eager to learn what the call of being a youth minister looked like, I was already feeling defeated. What was I getting myself into? And then I got...
I was pretty sure, that day, that I wanted to quit more than I ever had wanted to before. The youth had done just about everything in their power to irritate me, ignore the topic for the week, and be distracted through our prayer time. Our goal that day had been to...
