Getting tagged yesterday, got me thinking...we all have those areas in our lives that are off limits. They are like the closet you are afraid to open, because you are afraid of what might spill out for everyone to see. Maybe you even post signs (or string barbed wire) to keep nosy friends at bay.
Sunday I had the opportunity to lead an elementary schools boys small group at Brentwood. The overarching topic was "Why does God allow bad things to happen?" My first response was "I volunteered for this?", because this is a question that many adults struggle with much less lead a group of adolescents to talk about.
They huddled around, as if keeping warm by the fire, surprisingly rapt with attention and began to teach me a few things. Many of them shared about loved ones that had passed away or people that had picked on them. Their transparency was refreshing. When do we lose that?
When it came time for the dreaded question, one little six year old boys spoke up, "Because God has a plan." Simple, yet ever elusive when we are in the midst of a trial. All the boys nodded, and then one figured out you could squirt the hand sanitizer.
Amazing what you can learn when you are willing to go beyond the sign.