Silence, blank looks, wide eyes, confused faces.
That's what we see in these small circle spaces.
What in the world? Don't they hear what I do?
Then why are they shocked when I ask what I'm supposed to?
I bring up questions, related to God,
They can't think of anything, their thoughts in a fog.
When is this relationship thing going to click?
Some weeks I feel like calling in sick!
This Good News we speak of is foreign to them,
They come to Advance to chill with their friends.
But God, But God shows up in this place,
And over time, creates some space.
He plants a seed. The battle begins.
'Cause Satan is mad and fighting to win.
Kill and destroy is his ultimate plan.
Make them feel hopeless, like stuck in quick sand.
But God, But God, like it or not,
Is over this process and loves them a lot.
God is at work in each student's heart.
His hand in their life from the very start.
Their hearts, minds, talents-He will use for His Glory,
And one day it will all be part of their story.
So what do we do with this week after week?
When it seems we have tried every trick and technique?
Be honest, available, and point them to God.
Show up Sunday nights; let them think we are odd.
Strange we must be in this great commission,
Romans 12:2 actually gives us permission.
God wants our "yes," our, "Ill give it my best."
Give Him that, and He will handle the rest.
And week after week we will watch the progression,
and lay at his feet our personal imperfection.
So let God Be God, and do what He does;
In the life of these students He most certainly loves.
Advance, Advance, let's fight the good fight.
For we know darkness can't overcome the Light.
