A Millennial Hope

Well, I learned some startling statistics last Sunday. Christians really are one generations from extinction in America. I know what you're thinking...I know Amy I have heard that all my adult life. Yes, but I have the stats to back it up. 65% of the WWII generation(pre-1947) profess to be Bible believing Christians, 37% of Baby Boomers(1947-1964)do, 18% of Gen. Xers(1965-1981), and a mere 4% of Millennials(1981-2003). My friends guess where that leaves our children? Provided that they choose to follow Christ they will be in the 1%. Something radical must happen before our children grow up and take over the country. History shows that it is up to the Millennial generation to do something. In the past every 4th generation has been responsible for major change. They are the 16th generation. Do the math and you will see that change is going to come through those that are between the ages of 29 and 6. It truly is amazing to think what might come of our country in the hands of this generation. They are the trail blazers for our children's generation and we are the trail blazers for them. In college I used to find myself thinking that our generation had a very important role to play in generation right behind us. I now know that we do. I am issuing a call to prayer. Right now it is our duty to first pray for the Millennial generation. We need to pray that God will be their guide and not the world that they are so involved in. We need to pray that God will take this 4% and use them for his glory to grow this generation spiritual. Then we need to invest heavily in their lives that they have no doubt who their Creator is and that he sent a Savior. It truly is time for Revival. It will be interesting to see just how young the spark is that starts it. What part will you have had when the history books report of the "Revival of 20??"?

Wrinkles in time

I know that I am terrible at updating and to that I am very sorry. My kids keep growing up and it has just been crazy with this Clydesdale family as of late. In July we found out that we were moving to Bossier City,LA. That of course consisted of packing, finding a place to live and oh moving there. Throw two little people on top of that and you have chaos. My friends were a big help and if it were not for Cari we would have been dragging Jayla and Joshua to LA several times that month. Of course the life of a youth minister does not stop. So, while he was "working" at camp, I was left at home to get the finishing details taken care of. We had a beautiful send off by the church and then more chaos. We went to Nashville for a few days because our furniture took a week to go three hours. When we did arrive at Shasta (which is how I refer to our rent house because it is on Shasta Drive) there was no hot water. That was a treat! Once we did get our water turned on and the stuff moved in things did calm down a bit. We have been able to go back to Arlington a few times. Joshua and I went for Eli's walk, Greg went for the World Series, and the kids and I just returned home from a visit with friends.

This last road trip got me thinking. There's a lot of thinking that can be done on 20 E where there is nothing to look at but trees. I started thinking about memories and the things that I remember from life. I realized that my memories are from the wrinkles in time or when things fall outside of the mundane. We don't remember our normal days but our abnormal days. The days that just don't fit into the puzzle we call life. Some of these days are filled with fun and adventure, while others are filled with tears and sadness. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 calls us to be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. I am thankful that God gives us little wrinkles in time to help us to appreciate life's twists and turns but to also appreciate the quiet day to day normal.