kt

i’ve had the opportunity to work with a lot of different kinds of people throughout my career herding cats…some good and some bad–but, my good friend, kt, was…hands down…one of the best youth workers i ever worked with…kt is short for katie (christensen)…

we connected at luther heights bible camp in the summer of 1995 and worked closely together for four summers there…at the time, she was the camp program director (the position directly under the camp pastor–who you all know now as big e)…some of my best memories from camp surround the times when big e, kt and i worked together during those days…especially so, in the springs/summers of 1997 and 1998 when kt and i had the chance to work closely with big e in 1) preparing/planning for the upcoming summer programs and 2) sharing responsibility for some key parts of staff training (during this time new/returning staff members would participate in a 2-week training…where they were schooled in the fine art of camp counseling…

reflecting back, i think that the time was so special was because we were all on the same page–we all had similar passions, work styles/ethics, faith perspectives…and importantly…we all had the same philosophy and approach about working with kids…what it meant for us…and ultimately, what it could mean for campers for the summer and beyond…

one year, before staff training began, we actually wrote down our philosophy about working with kids–it was something that we also passed on to the counseling staff during training and something we tried to live out during the summers…it’s even something that i think about in my work with kids today…

here’s what we put down on paper:

camp counselor philosophy and focus

1 – put the KIDS first

  • keep it safe (physically, emotionally, and spiritually) , keep it fun (kids will be bored sometimes and that’s o.k.–but, do what you can to keep a positive attitude–for you and for the kids you work with), and don’t forget God (there’s something more going on here than just what you’re doing)

[safe, fun, and God were dubbed the big three]

2 – be a POSITIVE role model

  • lead by example–children/youth remember more of what you do and less of what you say
  • play the ‘put up game’ vs. the put down game (westering, 1990)–affirm, appreciate, compliment and encourage their legitimate achievements and victories…do not give empty praise…

i know that kt still uses this philosophy and focus in her work with youth and families as a congregational minister today–more importantly, it is something that emanates from her…if you’re around her, you can’t help but feel it–her enthusiasm, her commitment, her faith, her love for youth and families…it is unstoppable and contagious…because it’s the real thing…let me put it this way, she has been doing this kind of work in churches for nearly 20 years–and she’s still fired-up about it–that’s not something you see every day!

so, if you’re a parent or teenager or child…and you’re looking for a high quality church youth and family program…and you happen to live up near Alexandria, MN…you should check out the church she just started working at (calvary lutheran) as the director of congregational ministry for youth and families…introduce yourself and have your kids meet her…you’ll see what i’m talking about…furthermore, if you’re a wannabe youth worker…it would do you well to intern with her there, to walk alongside her for a while…she will school you…and you’ll be better for it…

because when it comes to church youth workers…she’s the best of the best

cheers, my friend!

mother’s day…part II

when we were growing up, one of the things that i always loved about my mom was how welcoming she was…to my friends (and my sister’s, too)…my mom had (and still has)…

the gift of hospitality

she says she’s 1/2 croatian, 1/2 ukrainian (white russian version)…but, i believe, to this day…that she’s got some mexican blood in her…there is something innate, something at her core…that rises to the top, when she’s in her element at home…something that reveals itself as the mi casa, su casa way of life…

this was evident throughout our childhood when friends would come over and hang out and have a meal…

there were countless times when my college roommates [magne (& kristine), einar (& kjersti), and tom…besides kristine, all of these friends are native norwegians–born and bred, baby!  they lived and studied in the u.s. for their college careers and we had some great times together] would stop by on a weekend or holiday back from college…and she would make up an amazing meal (more food than you could imagine) …stuffed, we would lounge around, talk, play games and laugh together (except einar, who could always be found sleeping in the recliner)…

another time that sticks out in my mind is when we had a surprise night visitor…it happened on one particular christmas eve…

well, it was well past midnight and we were all asleep…when there was a knock at the door…it was phuoc (we called him ‘foo’)…[he was a friend from high school, but since then, we had both been to college and were now living in the same town of olympia, washington]…my mom and my sister found him some bedding and a place to sleep…and i greeted him in the morning…and we ‘just had christmas together’…it wasn’t planned, it wasn’t announced, it wasn’t even on an invitation–but, my mom took him in…

thinking back, i know he didn’t have anywhere else to go…so, he came to our house…he knew he would be welcome there…

hospitality was/is her love language...no doubt…this was especially important for us since we were a military family and moved around a lot…it was a really crucial thing for us to have growing up…because back then, we knew that wherever we went…our friends would always be welcome at our house…

so, thank you, mom…for that loving and welcoming spirit!  it is something that we hope to cultivate in our own home…as our children grow up…

happy mother’s day!

love. dave.

you’ll never walk alone

as difficult as it was to navigate the early days with twins (nearly) two years ago (see previous two posts)…what made it possible to survive…what lifted us up when we were down…what made the difference was…

the people who showed up in our lives…the physical presence of friends and family saved us…

as a man, to ask for help…to accept help–is not something i relish…”we men” (in general) are brought up to do it ourselves–if a job needs doing then we’ll take care of it on our own, for ourselves and for our families (images of john wayne blazing through town, tall in the saddle, fill my head)…because submitting to others or being that vulnerable–to need someone else’s help, to rely on someone else–would reveal a weakness in our very character as men…

but i had to do just that…i had to submit, i had to surrender at that moment (and thereafter on occasion), when they showed up for us…because, truth be told, we wouldn’t have survived the storm of ‘being new parents’ without reinforcements…

these visitations…by our friends and family–they were the living, breathing incarnations of love, care, courage, strength, and hope…

long ago, there was a singular, miraculous, and glorious incarnation…when, a little fellow was born…his name was Jesus…and he came to a world who needed him…to those who were alone, hungry, crazy, helpless, pained, excluded, poor, and more…in their weakness, in their vulnerability…

he showed up…embraced mankind…and spoke…

it’s o.k., i am here, i am with you, now and forever…