Friday was a good night. We had a cookout at Castlewood Park, right across from our house, and then worship back at our pad. It was simply a time to be together and an opportunity for those kids that hadn’t been over yet to see our new digs. A funny thing about our new house is that the youth from our church have been just as excited as we have. Sure, they love us, but it’s more than just that. They see our new home as their new home, our blessing from God as their blessing. One of our kids exclaimed, “Jackpot!” the first time he saw our house. We pray it will be just that for the kids and youth in our neighborhood. It has been a blessing from God to be in a house, to be centrally located across from the park, and to share our new home with Blake. We pray that we won’t hoard or hide that blessing, but that many people will share in it.
We ate and played at Castlewood. There was corn hole, a mean game of ultimate frisbee, football and talking. Lisa and Clinton bought us Sonny’s and the food was really good. Our new next-door neighbors have a few grandchildren who live with them that are youth age and they came with us. Youth playing ball at the park came to the edge of our circle, took drinks we offered them, and observed our rag tag group. We really are a sight to see. I wonder how we look to outsiders sometimes. I imagine we look like a crazy, adopted family. You know, when you tilt your head and think, “How do those people know each other?” All we have in common is Jesus. Over 30 kids came, and quite a few we met for the first time. Of course, our old regulars were there too.
After the eating and the playing we went back to our house. John, Blake and I…along with 18 youth….walked on over. John played his guitar and we sang loudly. We lit candles, and burned incense. It creates a worshipful attitude, but mostly it helped to disrupt the sweaty, youth smell that enveloped our house. And in true Rock Youth tradition, we had a short dance party to close our time. I guess our time was typical enough with the kids, but it was extraordinary to me. It was powerful to be together, to play, to eat, to sing and to dance. God has woven very different, broken people into a community of faith that is alive and vibrant. God is with us. You can see him, hear him, and even smell him among us.