Shrinking a Growing Church- Part I
When I was in eighth grade, I was below average for height- several of the girls were head and shoulders taller than me. The summer between my eighth and ninth grade years things started to change. I began a journey that saw me grow four inches per year for a few years in a row. It seemed a regular occurrence to go shopping for new pants, shoes, and other items that no longer fit. I typically ate three dinners and consumed a seemingly endless amount of food throughout the day. This was a time of new excitement and new challenges. Grabbing the rim on a basketball goal was fun, but hitting my head continually on things and becoming un-coordinated in actual competition was challenging. Growth is exciting, but it can also be difficult.