Retirement

Today seems as good a day as any to retire from youth ministry. I am so frustrated, and am dreaming of a day where I don't have to put up with some of this crap. I am at wits end.

Adventures in missing the point. Can't help but think that I went wrong somewhere along the way.

Then I get saddened, because I wonder, would I go to church if I wasn't forced to be there every week?

I don't know.

It's time to turn off my computer and walk away, because I'm pretty sure that I'm going to blow my top at the next email that comes through. And I could regret that.