It's time.

Now that the entire pastoral staff at Generation has decided to join the blogging world, I suppose it's time I revive this thing.

I have little to say, however. Or far too much. I am never really sure.

I must say that being a girls pastor over the past couple months has been full of joy. The girl interns have whittled down to four. And I could not imagine a more amazing group of women to do ministry with. I also now only have two girl leaders, and they too are amazing. To Megan, Amy, Mia, Laura, Katie, and Hannah... you are fierce women of God, and I am honored to do ministry with you.

God planted within me a heart for girls when He called me to this position over a year ago. I have never been the same since. But I often feel a burden on my shoulders now. I have heard Pastor Joey speak about even being physically weighed down by the burden he feels in his spirit. And I have come to know that feeling. At least in part. For the girls.... I want so much for them. But most of all, I want them to know God. I want them to understand what it means to know God. And often times, I just don't think they do. I hate Wednesday night services being the God they know. Yes, they may encounter His presence there. And it is good. But I can't help but feel desperate for them if that is ALL they know. God is so good. I want them to know Him.

And because of all that... I want to know Him more. I wake up every day with a hunger inside of me. I have a lot of work to do on my own being! I want to set forth a good example. Not just in the way I handle life. Most of all, I want to set an example on how I love Christ and hunger to know God more. Every single day.

It's not much. But that's my heart.