As a child, I spent my share of time in the local ER getting fixed up, to the point that my parents claim the staff knew me on sight. I was one part fearless and one part stupid… but the end result was always the same: more stitches!
In spite of multiple childhood injuries, it was my plan to never grow up. I’ve consumed 156 oz of slurpee in a single day, have watched the extended editions of the Lord of the Rings as a marathon, and I once took my wife on a date to Chuckie Cheese (this was before we had kids). In the words of Mark Hart, my ambition has been to ‘grow old without ever growing up.’ This is why youth ministry may be the perfect job for me, as it’s allowed me to (mostly) avoid growing up.
Recently, I’ve come to realize that I may be losing this battle. My first hint came on the day I moved in to my first apartment. While it was a nice enough place (with a fantastic roommate) the realization that I was now responsible to purchase my own groceries and things like toilet paper was crushing. Over the last dozen years, slurpees have turned into coffee, wearing geeky t-shirts to work has turned to button up shirts, and somehow I had time to have 5 kids & get a master’s degree.
While it’s clear I’ve grown up more than I ever wanted to, it’s not because of any of that: there are two more dramatic reasons.
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