This past weekend was the worship service put on by the youth, which is always a fabulous thing. (I am biased, but participation in our congregation tends to go up, particularly compared to other lay led services, and typically I sit next to someone who tells me how this is their favorite service each year.)
1. The timing of the service was such that we knew it was likely it would coincide with the search committee's announcement of the new ministerial candidate. (Several years ago, their service coincided with the associate minister announcing her candidate-ship elsewhere).
2. But the planning started in February, and when we hung out they seemed mostly done. (These things are never totally done until you do them, but there you go.)
3. This year's theme was Utopia, so there were readings and songs and a dance about this. They did a great skit for the story time* spot about working to make the world closer to your own utopia.
4. There was a pony themed reading. (Although it is my understanding that "My Little Pony" has more to do with unicorns and pegasuses, but there you go.)
5. The seniors who wished to spoke (this year three of them chose to) and made me cry. (In a good way. They are pretty proud of making us cry.)
6. There were musical interludes. In the second service there was a minor technical malfunction with a guitar, that the other member of the duo covered well by offering to tell jokes.
7. But as silly and corny as it is, it is moments like these that instead of feeling sad for humanity, I think humanity is lucky. These guys have big, big plans to fix this world.
*It goes under a number of names, but we have a spot early in the service where the kids who are there with their parents get a story or reading or lesson that in theory has multi-generational appeal, but tends to be aimed at the younger kids. Normally, after that they get sung off to class. For the youth service, a larger number of them stay for the whole thing.