You might have heard that I work with teenagers at my church..
If you haven’t, I suggest reading one or all of these before going further:
• Chaperoning at the Happiest Place on Earth
• Wherein I am either the worst chaperone or the best one
• Joining the club
• Self-esteem boosters with Sarah
So yeah. I’m one of five adults that helps lead our youth group, and with that title comes power and as Uncle Ben Parker says, “With great power comes great responsibility.”
(Or Stan Lee says it – I took a picture of him from five feet away once, look!)
Anyway, I’m getting off topic. Sorry. It’s the holidays, I’m delirious.
Most recently, one of the events we did with the youth was the 30-Hour Famine, a fundraising event benefiting World Vision’s hunger relief efforts and as part of it we play a bunch of games, have a lock-in and don’t eat for 30 hours straight.
I took charge of this particular event, at least as far as getting the info and game stuff we needed ordered.
Well. Apparently if you have stuff delivered to a church now it automatically makes you a Rev. Because this is what was on the box.
I think that means I can perform weddings now, so… add that to the resume.
On account of... 