“For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.”- 2 Timothy 1:7 This verse, brings a tear to my eye as I think about it. 2 years ago during the summer I took a trip down to a little town called Ajo. Garlic Town. My job: to build a childrens program at the baptist church and bring more kids in. Uh, sort of. So I down one week before the summer, just to see everything, check out the kids, yadda yadda. As I walked into church, I saw, well.... I see dead people.... It's easy to say that I was the youngest person there. It's easy to say my 40 year old roommate was the second youngest person there. The thrid youngest person there had been going to that church for oh, about 40 years. I'm a little exaggerating. But I mean a VERY little. There were no kids. I don't know why I would think there would be more kids. How can work on childrens ministry that doesn't exist?! Any takers?! No? I sat down as the preacher
Because, though the content might be serious, the conversations are often silly.