Tonight, I listened to someone nonchalantly present a "sex"/"relationship" message to a college Christian group. It was disturbing to me on several different levels--and I left, enraged.
Maybe I'm wrong. I have been before and might be now. But what I'm feeling is, basically, the following:
What a missed opportunity. Each semester, we get approximately 15 meetings with these students on our campus. They come knowing that it's a Christian group and knowing that they can come there to get away from their busy schedules and crowded minds. They expect, when they come, to hear about Christ.
I don't know that anything said tonight was helpful to anyone spiritually. It felt like a joke. I was mortified--THESE KIDS NEED TO HEAR FROM GOD!!! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?!?!? THEY DON'T NEED A SEX TALK, A CIRCUS ACT DONE IN THE NAME OF CHRIST!!!
I walked out. I was too upset to stay for the "altar call" or whatever tragic ending that would inevitably ensue. I didn't want anyone to think that I approved of the message--and I didn't want my little girl to hear or repeat anything being said.
How unfortunate.
And then, I think, "Why do I care so much???" Some of the kids were laughing. Others just sat silently text messaging, enduring it.
I think it's because I feel responsible.
I feel, seriously feel, a burden for these students, for their lives, their decisions. And I feel a burden for Christ's message, and it BREAKS MY HEART to MISS AN OPPORTUNITY to talk about HOW WONDERFUL HE IS!!! HE IS SOOOOOOOO WONDERFUL!!!!
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