I've been debating writing this post for awhile and for several reasons.
Too risky - what if the people I work with and for don't like what I have to say?
Too "stick it to the man."
Some might view it as "immature and naive."
But I'm feeling brave today. I've had a long, tiring, and fantastic weekend. I got to stay up all Friday night with 30 teenagers.We talked about our struggles, what we believe in, who we can and cannot talk to, pain in our lives, relationships, and other random ridiculous things that make me laugh. Sunday I was able to hang out with some of these teenagers again talking about music, playing card games, figuring out how to play the "game of life", and planning a red neck wedding. All of these things and recent events in the news and in society make me feel brave.
CONFESSION TIME.
I am a bad Christian.