I've been absent from social media for most of the summer. My father's sickness and death has been a devastating loss. I'm hoping for a day to come where I will go through a day without feeling the chrushing despair about his absence.
It feels like I'm going through motions without the normal ambition I've had my whole life to accomplish and produce results. I definitely feel trapped in a dark night of the soul.
Every year I look so forward to attending and speaking at the National Youth Workers Convention. I love being with thousands of youth workers committed to serving God in youth ministry. This week we convene in San Diego and I have a lot of responsibilities overseeing Soul Care, The Sanctuary and the Theology Track, along with teaching a session called The Praying Youth Worker. I'll be honest, I'm overwhelmed knowing the pace of convention week and being aware of my present state of mind, heart and soul. Fortunately, I have great associates, Beth Slevcove, Micah Thomas and Laura Larsen.
I know I will see dear friends and that will be helpful but I'm concerned about being friendly, encouraging and helpful to youth workers while on the path I'm currently on. Christ have Mercy.