Growing up, church business meetings weren't really high on the
priority list. Lectures, occasional conflict, motioning and seconding...
Thanks, but no thanks.
Our church had a business
meeting this weekend and over 50% of my midweek Bible study crowd
attended. That in itself was encouraging. It's been well established
that one cause of the oft-quoted 80% dropout rate is that students don't
connect to their church. They just connect to the youth group. These
guys care way more than I did when I was their age. These guys are
invested in their church, and that is so good to see. That was surprise number one.
So I was encouraged, but also fearful that
they'd get turned off by the whole process. There was a vote on the
table and it doesn't really matter what it was, just know it wasn't a
huge deal (like carpet color) and there wasn't a clear right and wrong
way to vote. It was a preference kind of thing... Still my kids are
leaning forward constantly and asking questions... grown up questions...
lots of them. Some I didn't even have answers to. They desperately wanted to understand the issue.
So we vote and the vote was split somewhat evenly... Another fearful
moment because I knew these guys just saw that our church was not all on
the same page. I wanted their experience to be positive. I wanted them
to see unity. I wanted them to see unanimous voting! Which brings me to:
Surprise number two.
The
vote was so close that a simple "yea" or "nay" wouldn't do. So we do
the stand up thing to count... And I stand up. And my students sitting
behind me? Some of them.... Don't stand up.
They voted
differently than I did. Which surprised me because I was really voting
on their behalf. In other words, I was voting the way I expected them to
vote. They completely destroyed my assumptions. Right after the
vote I turned around and said, "We just voted differently... Still love
me?" One spoke up and said, "I just voted differently than my dad, so
yeah..." Why did this make me so happy? Because on some level I saw them
owning and expressing their own feelings, not regurgitating mine or
their parents. They are owning this whole church thing and it's one more
step towards them totally owning their faith. The vote was small, but
the moment was a big encouragement for me... And though they might not
realize it yet, it was huge for them as well.
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