Tonight is the last night of the Montreat Youth Conference. It has been a good week of prayer, reflection, playing ridiculous games and generally good times.
I am reminded tonight of how we change over time as people of faith. When I waited tables in high school, a man I served said, “Son, you’ll change every seven years.” And he has been right so far.
Tonight, I am a father, looking after his son. I have looked after Noah while worship was going on but as I sat doing my daily readings and catching up on some emails, I heard all 818 youth singing around Lake Susan. I went to the window and could see all the candles surrounding the lake. And I could hear them sing familiar songs, with a slight, echo.
Seven years ago, I was a seminary student, standing down there for the first time. I had never been to montreat and I was new to ministry, really.
It will be interesting to see what God has in store for me, for all of us, in another seven years.
