Cluster at My Place

I moved out into a new to me apartment this past weekend and “my” cluster girls decided that we needed to break in the space by meeting here. One of the accountability groups met in the living room, one in the bedroom...and one in the closet...which happens to be in the bathroom.

Yes. Three senior girls sat and discussed life in my bathroom closet.



After we had re-congregated on the living room floor, we talked about that sermon, and it came up that most of the girls here this week had not been baptized, and that most of them wanted to be – within the next several months. That's huge. High school is awkward enough as is, with putting your life on display for the whole church to see. To WANT to do that, to want to make that sort of public confession of faith, as a teenager – or even as an any-ager – is a big deal.

Have I mentioned that the kids I get to hang out with are amazing?

(Cluster Christmas party pic, so… right girls…wrong house.)