So that's been the theme of our lives it seems for the last year. Well, it's been our secondary one. Jesus' love and care for us has been evident through it all. Through bringing our little prince home, 2 surgeries so far, schooling Joel for the first time and now, job changes.
"Redeeming love has been my theme and shall be till I die..."
{There is a Fountain Filled with Blood}
God has been so faithful. He has redeemed our fears and our mistakes and our dreams. Many unknowns have weaved their way into our lives over the last several months and His faithfulness has been our constant. I really thought I mentioned this or maybe posted about it a little a few months ago, but I can't find it now. Doesn't matter really.
Jase came home from China changed. Uneasy to a degree. Not changed by China per se. But he was unsettled. Time away had given him clarity. And to be honest, I didn't even see it. I knew that the weekly grind of youth ministry was wearing on him. In truth, parents wore on him sometimes, the student band wore on him {because he's not musically inclined}, planning events and trips and activities wore on my sweet husband. All of that I knew too well. But re-entry kicks your tail and sometimes when you're in the trenches of it, other blatant things pass you by. And this current struggle of Jase's slipped by me pretty much unnoticed.
We've been in student ministry for more than 15 years. Thirteen of those have been full time. Before that, a part time position in seminary, before that an interim position and even before that...as intern for a youth pastor each summer. Our lives, our marriage and our geography has been driven by youth ministry {and by God of course}. We moved to TX four weeks after our wedding so he could attend seminary and then three years later, with Master's Degree in hand, moved 1000 miles away for his first full time position. Then yet again, three years later, moved to where we are now...for students. To be used by the Lord in their lives. To come alongside of parents in helping to model Godly faithfulness for them to see and follow. To teach them His Word. To serve the Body. That was in early 2003.
A few years ago, after our minister of education moved to another job out of state, our church decided to increase Jason's responsibilities and added education ministry to his title. It was a win win in many ways. He had a salary increase and a new area of ministry to enjoy in addition to student ministry. It meant more work for him, but at this point, he welcomed it and enjoyed it very much. As the years rolled on, it proved to be a lot for him. He was juggling so much. Wearing countless hats {at least it felt that way}. And his passion began to wane.
Enter China.
And my love came home one Monday this past fall in tears. He had been to speak with our pastor, whom we adore, about how unsettled he was. How he felt the Lord leading him to a different role in ministry. How he desperately loved our church and didn't want to leave at all...but couldn't see himself continuing in youth ministry.
That's a hard thing to do. We know our church loves us. Jase is tried and true, an excellent employee, so kind and approachable. He does his job well. But you never know what will happen in a conversation like this. Our pastor could have said that he needed to find a new church or denied his desire to shift focus. He could have been angry. Or hurt. Or just hard to deal with.
He was none of these things.
Instead, he affirmed Jase. Even now that makes me cry. He told him how loved and valued he is. That there was no reason for him to leave or to feel that he needed to consider leaving. Praise God.
So, long story short long, and after much prayer, our church developed a plan for Jase. He would become the Minister of Pastoral Administration and Discipleship with some emphasis on Family Ministry too. Which, if you knew my love, you would say fit him perfectly. In November {I believe}, the church voted for this change in title and responsibilities as well as formed a search team for the new youth minister. I'm so pleased to say that the Lord has led us to that man and he will be joining us in a couple of weeks after a unanimous vote to call him to our church.
Kennedy struggled most, as we fully expected she would. Jase told her on a Friday before announcing it to the rest of the students the following Sunday last fall. She sobbed, we right along with her. Jase scooped up his girl, held her tight, and wept with her. It breaks my heart that Syd won't have the blessing of sitting under her dad's teaching as a youth. Of course he teaches her daily here. But there's something different about being a PK at church when your dad is leading. So it's been hard. And as much as we've been looking forward to the change, this past Sunday night as he taught the students for the last time as their youth pastor, I couldn't help but cry myself. It certainly is bittersweet.
In March, we celebrated 10 wonderful years of ministry at our church. They had an entire service for us where three former youth spoke {and did so beautifully} about Jase and his ministry's impact on their lives. We laughed and cried and laughed some more. It was a precious, precious time. They blessed us with a love offering {and a new iPad Mini for Jase that he has been dying for!} and they showered us with affirmation.
The winds of change are definitely blowing in our lives. Y'all know I love change! And this one, while welcomed, is still a bit hard for me to swallow. Maybe because it means we're getting older! lol. Jase will be 40 in a few months. So I guess it's time we grow up out of the youth ministry. But this I know, students will always be dear to us. Don't make the mistake of thinking that teenagers aren't worthy of your time and your understanding. No one can make you laugh like a middle schooler. Or challenge your walk like a high schooler on fire for the Lord. Or bring you to your knees with their commitment like a college student who's entering the mission field for the fame of Jesus. Students are one of the best things about the Church. And if you haven't discovered that yet, you're surely missing out!
Sweet students, we love you so much. Thank you for sharing your lives with us all these years.



