re: Conversations. Our new young adults pastor, Corrie, wrote the last post. You should read it if you haven’t already done so. And then you should comment. You know –- the whole concept of a web-based dialogue (that’s the difference between your personal journal and this web log business). Thanks to everyone who did share their thoughts!

re: Spark. It’s a junior-high event on April 7th and 8th that’s happening at Broadway. It’s for kids from all over BC. It would be cool if we could provide some leaders from Convergence. Junior-high ministry is kind of in the same boat as young adults -- previously, it has been a forgotten ministry, blended with youth-aged kids. In recent years it has started to receive a little more attention and effort. Like young adults, we’re still trying to figure out what it can and should be. This event will be a cool, one-time opportunity to hang-out with a fantastic age-group that has HUGE potential. The mandate is “to bring preteens together to encounter the love of God, to plant seeds of “GOD” dreams in youth, and to SPARK the church to reach preteens”. How so? Lot’s of interactive, high energy events & services. Think that you could get on board with that? They largely need volunteers for security and chaperoning rooms. Especially guys (surprise, surprise). Who knows? Maybe you’ll find your niche…and even if it’s not your thing, it’s a good way to find out! For more info, check out http://www.historymaker.hm/spark/ and if you want to volunteer, talk to me!

re: Dancing. I don’t know if you’ve noticed yet, but I love words. And when I find some good ones, they get stuck in my head, and I can’t keep them to myself. My sister recently sent me a book by Donald Miller (a.k.a. author of Blue Like Jazz) called Through Painted Deserts. She said, “Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do with a good book? Pass it along?” It really is fantastic. This book fits his typical wandering from thought to thought, but follows the story of a road-trip. It’s full of beautiful words & images that make me pause, letting them roll around on my tongue. Like these ones…

Matter and thought are a canvas on which God paints, a painting with tragedy and delivery, with sin and redemption. Life is a dance toward God, I began to think. And the dance is not so graceful as we might want. While we glide and swing our practiced sway, God crowds our feet, bumps our toes, and scuffs our shoes. So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a difficult dance to learn, because its steps are foreign....the first few lessons had me feeling clunky and awkward, but soon they will give way to a kind of graceful sway...