This past weekend I (Dan) had an amazing opportunity to spend time with about 600 young adults exploring how their dreams, passions, gifts, and visions could help offer holy transformation to the issues of the world (war, famine, hunger, sex-trafficking, poverty, etc.).
We had some great conversations, great speakers, and then an awesome concert by a band named Güngör.
I took this photo on Saturday morning around 5.30am. What a great start to the day!
This past Friday and Saturday I had the privilege to participate in a conference called Exploration2011. This event, planned by the United Methodist Church, assists young adults discern their vocation as it relates to their faith. Over 600 young adults from all over the country converged upon St. Louis for three days of worship, workshops, and fellowship. I attended as part of the Global Ministries group to talk with people about the opportunities we offer for young adults to put their faith into action across the US and around the world. I also participated in a panel on what life is like for a young adult in ministry, having an opportunity to draw upon past experiences. I left the event early because I had another preaching engagement and mission event outside of Pittsburgh on Sunday and Monday. What a fun weekend or work!
As I watch Game 7 of the 2011 World Series I have remembered the final game of the baseball season over the past few years.
In 2004 I watched the Red Sox win at Satisfactions in Durham with Tasi Perkins. Courtney and I just started dating, and she was just beginning to understand what it meant to be a Red Sox fan.
In 2005 I watched the White Sox win from the laptop in my apartment in Paris. I think I stayed up until about 5am.
In 2006 I put aside some reading to root for the Cardinals (one of my preaching mentors is a big Cards fan, and I wanted to be in solidarity with him).
In 2007 I sat on the floor with my laptop in our apartment in Riga where we had just flown in the day before. I didn’t need the jet lag to help me stay awake, though, as the Red Sox winning provided enough adrenaline to keep me up through the wee hours of the morning.
In 2008 and 2009 I remember seeing the Phillies and Yankees (respectively) throw their gloves in the air, yet I can’t recall the details of those games. (I’ve spent the past 20 minutes wracking my brain and can’t seem to get the details straight.)
I got the antenna working with some aluminum foil at our apartment in Biddeford to catch the Giants celebration last year.
This year after fighting with the antenna again, I can hear the waves crashing outside beyond the commentary and din of the crowd on the TV. It’s nice. It’s peaceful.
I wonder if I will watch it next year, and if I do, then I wonder where it will happen.