Following the Leader, the Leader…

Leadership.  This is one of the main themes I have been trying to implant in the minds of the teens I work with.  I mention it in class at least every other week, I do little devos on it, and I believe it is one of the most important attributes within each Christian.  God blessed some people with the ability to lead, and some…don’t have as much of that blessing.   I want these young adults to believe in themselves, and their ability to lead, even if the only leadership you display is a good example to anyone watching.  This means giving your heart to God, and letting your life be guided by him, and knowing that there is no other option in the way we live our life.  People will see that, people will notice that.  You are being who you are and who God made you to be.  You are not buying into the life of material pleasures and obsessing over how other people view your appearance.  You will not be sad or upset or offended if you are not invited to a party when someone’s parents go out of town.  You will find joy and peace in the real things of this world, the eternal things.  You will be content with your income, your family, your friends, your life, and your eternity.  It seems so simple to say, and sounds like a flawless plan.  Live for Christ and be happy, or live for this world and be sad and angry.  I grew up in central Mississippi, going to Sardis Lake Christian Camp from 1993 to 1999.  Around 1995 I met one of the most beautiful people in this world.  She was older than me, and very attractive.  I didn’t have too big of a crush on her, but she was nice and would talk and associate with younger kids (such as myself) as if we were regular ol’ friends.  We had the same group of friends, and would run into each other occassionally, usually 4 or 5 times a year at a youth rally or some other kind of church function, and one time at an airport.  I don’t remember why we were at the airport at the same time, but this is my fondest memory of the late Heather Spencer.  We saw Miss Oregon walking down the terminal with her gaudy sash on.  It may not seem like that big of a deal, but now she is gone.  She was murdered by her boyfriend a few weeks ago.  This is an example of the world we live in.  It can do nasty things to beautiful things and beautiful people.  This, as Christians is what we are up against.  This is our enemy, our archrival.  How do we fight this world.  We lead.  We direct people to the path that strays away from  evil.  We are supposed to be bringing as many people out of destruction and despair, but as we all know too well, it is a constant struggle to keep yourself on the path constantly, not to mention our lost friends and family.  Is sitting in a pew a couple hours each week and praying for the lost an adequate attempt to fulfill the commission God has given to us? 

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