It is 1986. Your church does not know what a youth pastor is, and even if they did, there is no room in the budget to pay one. But this is what your church has: a guy named Wayne
This morning on the way to church my kids requested My Place in This World off the Week Away soundtrack. I had to put sunglasses on to hide the tear that dripped. There is hope. (I’m 48)
Aaron's wife was in the youth group during his first year on the job but no one talks about this. Ever.
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Bwwwaaahahaha , only facts here.
the ecclesiastes reference at the end is a very nice touch
Easily Think Piece of the year.
this is singlehandedly the most profound piece of literature i've ever had the pleasure of reading
This is one of your few pieces tinged with hope.. it is the hope of living like Wayne. WWWD? Amen and amen.
This morning on the way to church my kids requested My Place in This World off the Week Away soundtrack. I had to put sunglasses on to hide the tear that dripped. There is hope. (I’m 48)
BIG HOUSE! I do feel a surge of hope at the end of that chillingly prophetic dystopia!
Also, Todd may have had other names but they all ended w a double consonant, or at least two consonants: ex. Jeff, Matt, Clint
Brilliant 😉
Wow, this is hilarious. Wish I could learn to write comically. 🙂 I'm afraid it is a foreign language to me. You are a gifted writer!
thanks. i describe it as writing stupidly, on purpose :)
Yes. This. So legit.
As someone whose youth minister was named Wayne and who dod youth ministry from 2018 through the pandemic… all of this tracks, perfectly 😂
Thank you for the laughs! So glad to be so many decades past youth group….
Ooft, I felt 2010s youth pastor in my bones! Ridiculously accurate 😂
No words, just laughter 😂😂😂😂
Wayne will never fail you.
I laughed so hard in this one.. I like the sense of hope at the end