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Mark 8:18 Do you have eyes but fail to see, and ears but fail to hear? And don't you remember?
On Thursday, I had the unique opportunity of being able to visit with a large number of high school students. Over the last ten years, I've been a part of an ecumenical team that helps to organize, encourage and assist a high-school level campus fellowship. Earlier this week, I had been invited to come back for a "Club Day" and promote the Campus Fellowship Club.
From 10:30 to 3:00, I witnessed a visual and auditory feast of diversity and variety. The appearance of all the students was as varied as the rainbow of colors on a painters palette. As you might expect, specific social groups became obvious throughout the day - but what I think I was most impressed with was how different each person was from the other but how they all wanted to make a connection with someone else.
Each one of us is unique, but we as humans like to be a part of something bigger than ourselves. We love to belong. We love to be appreciated for who we are. We love to be loved.
I was overwhelmed by those ideas as I looked at the living mural of high-school culture before me yesterday. For a moment, I was able to see and hear beyond what the kids were trying to portray and catch a glimpse of each persons intrinsic value and beauty - no matter what they looked or sounded like. In that moment, I understood in a small way how much God loves each one of us and even was reminded of God's love for me.
I'm thankful for that moment of being given a "God's eye view" of the teachers, administrators and students in that high school. God help me not to forget how precious each person is.
Mark 8:18 Do you have eyes but fail to see, and ears but fail to hear? And don't you remember?
On Thursday, I had the unique opportunity of being able to visit with a large number of high school students. Over the last ten years, I've been a part of an ecumenical team that helps to organize, encourage and assist a high-school level campus fellowship. Earlier this week, I had been invited to come back for a "Club Day" and promote the Campus Fellowship Club.
From 10:30 to 3:00, I witnessed a visual and auditory feast of diversity and variety. The appearance of all the students was as varied as the rainbow of colors on a painters palette. As you might expect, specific social groups became obvious throughout the day - but what I think I was most impressed with was how different each person was from the other but how they all wanted to make a connection with someone else.
Each one of us is unique, but we as humans like to be a part of something bigger than ourselves. We love to belong. We love to be appreciated for who we are. We love to be loved.
I was overwhelmed by those ideas as I looked at the living mural of high-school culture before me yesterday. For a moment, I was able to see and hear beyond what the kids were trying to portray and catch a glimpse of each persons intrinsic value and beauty - no matter what they looked or sounded like. In that moment, I understood in a small way how much God loves each one of us and even was reminded of God's love for me.
I'm thankful for that moment of being given a "God's eye view" of the teachers, administrators and students in that high school. God help me not to forget how precious each person is.
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