The Sermon - Week 2: "Salt & Light"
In 1998 I landed my very first job in a church--as a part time youth director for a tiny 80-member church in Tallahassee, Florida . The pay was less than part time, if we're being honest--but the hours weren't. You can't really do part time youth ministry--at least not very well. There was this kid that found us one year. I think someone invited him at some point, and before too long he was permanent fixture at just about every youth event we had. He lived with his disabled mom in a small apartment that smelled faintly of cigarette smoke and dog fur. He would call me sometimes and ask if I could give him a ride to one thing or another--to the store, to Walgreens... If he couldn't get a hold of me, he would try one of the kids who could drive--but mostly he got a hold of me. Sometimes our excursions would take several hours--hours I didn't have with a wife and small child at home, and a mountain of school work to complete so I could finish college. Once a