Hello from Sex Camp!
Right now, I’m sitting in the back of the chapel at Disciples’ Crossing in Athens, Texas, as our keynoters talk about discipleship and who Jesus hung out with. Sex Camp is the colloquial term for “Created to Be Me Camp: Just Say Know!,” a week-long seminar for incoming freshmen that teaches faith-based sexuality including workshops about anatomy, contraception, sexually transmitted infections, and the ethic and responsibility of being fully human. The curriculum is a work in progress, and has been for thirty-three years. I’m proud to note that they do acknowledge the spectrum of sexuality and gender in their curriculum, a change from four years ago when I last did this camp.
I’ve had a little time for reflection this week. The last time I did this camp, I was so excited because I had just been called to serve as the Senior Minister at Midway Hills Christian Church. I realized that the kids who graduated this year may have been in my small group the last time I did Sex Camp. Time moves so much faster for youth, right?
This week in worship, we’ll be starting a sermon series I have been percolating, actually, for about the last four years. The Godfollower: When God Makes You An Offer You Can’t Refuse. We’ll be spending a month looking at the story of David (and Saul, and Samuel, and a whole slew of folks) understanding that this story of kings and kingdoms and battles and God’s work amongst Israel is a story of families vying for power. It’s less Camelot and more Coppolla, if you will. And we start with the prophet Samuel.
Samuel was a young man, maybe a child, maybe a youth, when God put a calling to a challenging and important ministry on his heart. God called him in the darkness, and he became indispensable to the community and, ultimately, the history of the world. We’ll be hearing from him in worship as we start this story that we’ll be working through in July this year, next year, and even in 2018. It’s going to be amazing, and I am so excited.
I should wrap this up–we’re getting ready to go to small groups and unpack the need to invite and serve the outcasts. I love it when things intersect! I look forward to seeing you Sunday, especially because by then, I may have slept! Here’s hoping.
P.S. Some days, everything comes together. This past Sunday, thanks to a whole bunch of people overseeing a whole bunch of moving parts, we had one of the best days. I want to laud and applaud our staff, our leadership, our youth and children, our congregation, our visitors. We had church on Sunday! Thank you thank you thank you!