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Going To Youth Group for all the Wrong Reasons
By: Riane Berendt, as told to Jill Meier
"WOW." I said aloud the word my friend Jaimee* was "signing"—with three raised fingers in a "W" shape on either side of her "O"-shaped mouth. I echoed her gesture.

"Wow!" mouthed Jaimee."Wow … Wow …Wow," I repeated quietly.
“… I saw also The LORD sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and HIS train filled the temple,” Isaiah 6:1b.

We are sometimes astounded by what appears before our eyes. Unbelievable would be the word for what Isaiah testifies as seeing. If we were to view this as reality, it would be hard for us to comprehend.
Reading this passage brings visions from my imagination as to what I would see, if I were in his position.
Continuing on in the text, not only do I see the Holiness of God but my own sinfulness. How can a holy God even consider coming into my presence, much less speak to me later? That’s His problem, not mine. Then an amazing thing happens. God uses one of His servants to purge my lips and take away mine iniquity.
He takes care of my sin problem and then approaches the sin problem of my world. “Whom shall I send and who will go for us?” is the question. God needs people of our world to reach into it and spread The WORD about its condition, before Him. Our world has rejected Him and is on their way to becoming fuel for the “lake of fire”.
Isaiah then gives his response to the question., “Here am I, send me.”
Do you have a response to the question?
Prayer:Heavenly Father, Thou hast challenged me with a wonderful message that I needed before You revealed that my world needs it too. Thank You for giving me the opportunity to proclaim it as far as I can reach. In Jesus’ Dear Name. AMEN!!                         
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Sent!
By:Marshall A. Dyer, Ph. D.
Jaimee and I erupted into giggles, but quickly stifled them. We sat in the back row of youth group, as far away from any youth leaders as possible. We knew we should have been paying attention to Giles's sermon, but we had no desire to listen to our youth pastor. There were movies and song lyrics to quote, boys to discuss, and inside jokes to crack.

Jaimee was my closest friend, but since neither of us could drive yet, we could only see each other at youth group. And her friendship was what mattered most to me. I'd met Jaimee my freshman year. My family had just gotten settled into a new church and I met her at youth group. Before long we were the best of friends—completely inseparable when we were at youth group events.                                Read full story>
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