In the back of my mind, I realize I am hitting the road again shortly.
After a marathon three weeks which was incredible, life has resumed its patterns. I’ve been in the office except when I’m out seeing folks and participating in community, I’ve come home every night to my apartment, I’ve seen my significant other with surprising regularity, I have gone grocery shopping every week for a few weeks. But in my closet is a suitcase (which the cats hate), and that suitcase has one more go this summer.
This weekend, I’ll be heading up to the Panhandle, spending a couple days with my friends Dan and Karakay as we prep music and admin tasks for the Christian Youth Leadership Seminar (CYLS), a gathering of regional youth and adults taking place this year at Ceta Glen near but not in Happy, Texas. I was drafted onto the North Texas Area’s Youth Ministry Council last year, and asked to serve as the Regional representative early to fill a vacancy; my official time started when I became Convener of the Regional Youth Council in July. The last year, I’ve facilitated travel, meetings and meals for two weekend planning retreats for Regional Youth, and now I get to spend a week helping lead this camp and seminar before (probably) taking over as Director for 2016.
If we’ve talked for more than five minutes, you know that I love youth ministry, I love the camps and conference ministry, and I think being an active part of the Area and Region is vital to how and why we are Church. So I will admit I’m looking forward to one more week—I just wish the camp weren’t built on a large hill! I will also say, I like the irregular regularity of this congregation and its life as a community of faith and fellowship.
So I’m taking y’all with me. The intersection between this church and the larger church is the spirit of radical inclusion, of meeting people where they are and loving them in it, and accepting a calling to move boldly into the good news that’s for you, me, them, everybody. Resurrection happens in love and grace, and we know that and practice it here, and we’ll know that and practice it there, too.
The added bonus to all of this is that I’ll be driving home early Saturday, August 1 to make sure I’m here to lead the drum circle for Vacation Church School. I’ll be playing the congas all week, so my wrists will be ready to lay down some sick beats on the djembe with our kiddos. I can’t wait. It’s good to be here, it’s good to head out into the world from here, and it’s good to come back. I won’t see you on the 26th, but I look forward to seeing you the next Sunday.