So I just got back from speaking at the aforementioned camp in Indiana. It was for a group that works with troubled teens... rather, some amazing young people who happen to be going through a trial right now.
Which kind of brings me to my point - that's nice to hear. I'd like to say something purely noble about how I'm glad God spoke through me, which I absolutely am. But I also wanted to be honest and admit that it's nice to be thought of well in the world. Especially when you start out with a group of people who don't know you and don't want to, and then you've suddenly made some new friends.
Which is an interesting thought - perhaps the people we don't think well of because of their "character" or "carnal nature" are simply people who don't like us and so we have to reason why that is. I wonder how wanting to feel liked affects our perception of ministering.
Don't get me wrong... my goal was to get out of the way and proclaim Christ. I'd like to think that's what happened, too. Yet the cherry on top of that sundae are the warm conversations God blesses you with along the way. They help you to know that who you uniquely are is being used in a unique way to touch unique people... uniquely. Sometimes that helps you go to bed with a smile on your face.
Did I mention yet how warm I am?