So this past weekend, was the youth conference for our church. It was held at another Church much larger than ours and about an hour south of us.
Going into this conference, I had mixed feelings. Even though I knew it was supposed to be a youth conference for the kids, these types of things are always emotional, because they are salvation driven.
I was thinking to myself that if a God does exist, this will probably be his last shot to prove or show his existence to me. I even said a prayer, along the lines, that God if you want me to believe in you. Make me believe. Which is somewhat unusual prayer, because I have never ever been so bold to demand something of God, but this time I did. Kind of as last-ditch effort to test and see his existence.
*Now just to set a few things straight, any reference I make to or about God is for the Judeo-Christian God, the God of the Bible, not just any generic god. (So Sorry F.S.M.)
So there we are at the conference, all the youth and chaperones. We had already prayed, signed in and got our shirts. And I had asked a several youth to sign the bag they gave all of us. And when I got the bag back. It said. Marcus is Sad, Marcus is Happy. Thanks Marcus for Everything. U are awesome.
And this was my First Bittersweet moment at the conference, because It brought a huge smile to my face and joy in my heart; but I knew a month from now I could very well no longer be their youth leader. And that all this time we have all spent together, will no longer mean anything. And knowing that if they enjoy the conference and everything goes well, I will not be the one returning with them.