A week later I was approached by a few students who
wanted to do something about all the “stuff” their peers were dealing with.
They came up with the idea for an event where they would share their stories
through small drama skits and then with personal testimonies encouraging their
peers they weren’t alone and there was hope. I agreed but, I gave one
condition. The event would be run completely by students; leaders would help
organize but not take the stage. What began as one simple question turned into
our yearly “Un” event. The name comes from the title of our first event,
Unalone. During these events students share stories of struggles with alcohol, drug
addiction, broken homes, molestation and pornography addiction. It’s very real
and raw but it’s not all somber. Student share how, through their struggle,
they were able to find hope, forgiveness and restoration in Jesus Christ. My
proudest moments as a youth pastor have been watching students pull back the
curtain of their lives and reveal how they were able to get through their
personal pain with their personal savior.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Students Stories
In early in 2010 I was teaching a series of studies on
Job; his suffering and faithfulness. The week after we finished the class I
walked into the room and posed only one question to the students, “If you could
complain to God about anything what would it be?” I had them take their time
and be real and raw, that God could handle their complaints. There was complete
silence for literally five or so minutes. Just when I thought no one was going
to speak a young girl asked, “Why does God allow bad things to happen to
innocent people?” Another young girl asked why God doesn’t heal all the time.
It became a domino effect. One after another began to express deep theological
questions they had. Time quickly flew by and class was over. I could tell by
the faces in the room some students still had stuff they wanted to share so I
explained I would be hanging around if anyone wanted to talk. After I dismissed
I began putting the chairs away and noticed a young lady standing at the door
and behind her was a line of students. One by one I sat with them as they
shared stories of hurts they had or were dealing with. I thought for a moment,
“What can of worms did you open?” Little
did I know that class sparked something in the hearts of the students bigger
than I expected.
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People tend to learn, as they grow older, from watching others, or from some traumatic experience. They either learn that what happens has happened for a reason, or they learn nothing and blame everyone else. I wouldn't so much as complain as I would want to know just what God was thinking when he created human beings. I'd have asked if he created us to learn more about himself and if he did it because he was the only one of his kind. You definitely asked a theological question disguised as a simple question. You should ask more of them, and do exactly what you did with the students. Especially if it helped them learn something good. Acting and talking out a problem, can lead to some pretty awesome and dramatic conclusions. We used to do skits all the time in Theatre class (and other classes like Psychology) to learn the art, but to also understand emotion and other people on a deeper level. It was very interesting.
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