Not that gym…
I did the math the other night, and figured that I’d been to about 500 youth services over the years at Park Crest A/G. About 1/2 of them as a teenager and the other 1/2 as a youth leader then youth pastor. It was fun to be back sharing on Wednesday…my first time in 7 years.
They meet in the gym. As I told the students, it’s the same gym where I…
- broke my foot
- got my first job (scorekeeper at basketball)
- preached my first sermon (March, 1991)
- have my first memory of April
- Set up/tore down, set up/tore down, (repeat a few thousand times)
- watched the Rams win the Superbowl
- about 1000 more memories
Now, my best friend from growing up, Jason, is youth pastor there. He’s leading the group now…”Altered Reality”. I shared there last Wednesday. It was a special night. He’s got a good thing going on. The group is growing, they were passionate during worship, and committed a lot to Him at the end of it all. I’m excited for their future. They’ve also decorated the gym in ways I wish I would’ve imagined and tried to pull off…it looks great.
It was good to be in a place that seems like home as much as anywhere I’ve ever been but a real home…
It’s important to have those places that mark times of growth in our lives. Sometimes they’re physical places, and sometimes they’re just mental/emotional places. Being able to go back can put the present and life’s direction in a good context. 
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