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Comment on Facebook Parenting For The Troubled Teen? by Steve Blanchard

Steve Blanchard — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 22:11:40 +0000

I should also mention that that if you want to publish your comment but remain anonymous you can email me and I could publish the comment for you on here.

Comment on Facebook Parenting For The Troubled Teen? by Howie Snyder

Howie Snyder — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 20:34:43 +0000

I find this video quite depressing and sad. Breaks my heart for the girl, actually. She probably does deserve some discipline, but to me it seems to be overkill to the point of crushing her spirit. I think of the whole thing in Scripture about how God will turn the hearts of the children to their parents and vice-versa. But this is breaking and wounding hearts. I pray that she can find love in healthy ways in her life or that God heals the relationship with her father somehow, maybe some day.

Comment on February 2012 Give-Away is a Contest of the Funniest Story by Debby Acker-Cole

Debby Acker-Cole — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 00:48:53 +0000

I had a youth group at a youth event. We did devotions and heard some really great stories of God in their life. They started filtering out to go to their rooms. A group of them wanted to talk to me, so we had a long discussion when they started getting antsy. The next thing I know they are jumping around the room. Before I can stop them I realize that they have a can of grape soda, that they are shaking up. Well you know the rest of the story. Much to the rest of their dismay, one of the kids opens it. It sprays all over the whole area I am sleeping, the really soft pillow that I loved and of course me. I never saw a group of kids run so fast as they are yelling to the one kid. I can’t believe you did that. I will never forget how sticky everyhitng was including all of my blankets.. didn’t get much sleep that night. I have a can of grape soda on the head of my bed to this day to remind me why I do youth ministry.
I do have to mention taking the group of youth that really did not want to go, to a nursing home to sing at Christmas. As they came into the room, a little old woman who is the director introduced me to the people. My last name is Acker-Cole. Now we have a church youth group to sing to you with their leader…Mrs Alcohol. I thought the kids were going to die laughing. They couldn’t sing for quite sometime due to laughter. They did suddenly enjoy the trip. It was very hard to do youth ministry for many years as everyone always questioned why a church youth leader was called Mrs. Alcohol by all of my youth group.
You have to love youth ministry.

Comment on February 2012 Give-Away is a Contest of the Funniest Story by Melissa Gould-Frasier

Melissa Gould-Frasier — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 00:41:23 +0000

Last summer I was in charge of the 5th & 6th graders during a week long VBS program. Needless to say, this is a hard group to please, so I wanted to be sure to have tons of fun games for them to play. One game I had planned involved using 3 adults (guys) as well as the group of rowdy ( mostly boys) kids. They were divided into three teams and had to race to build a “Moses” beard on their designated Moses. The 3 guys were wearing black, plastic trash bags over their shirts to try and stay clean with only their heads exposed for the beards. Let’s not forget to add that it was June in California and just about 98 degrees outside, so they were baking inside those bags!

I gave each team a can of shaving cream and they had to race forward and start adding a shaving cream beard to their Moses, with the idea that the team with the longest or largest shaving cream beard would win. Everything went smoothly as the girls took their turns, but things took a fast change for the worse. As I turned around, I noticed one of the boys had shaving cream on his face. Then before I knew it, the kids had turned on each other and were coating hair and clothes in sticky shaving cream!

I tried to stop the chaos myself, since my three big guys were trapped in black plastic bags with shaving cream all over their faces, they were helpless! Once we confiscated the shaving cream containers, I had to take the kids over the outside facet and hose them down with icy water from head to toe. The worst part was the girls with long hair coated in shaving cream. I couldn’t even allow them back into the church because they were soaking wet and sticky. Not to mention the parent’s shock and surprise when picking them back up!

To add insult to injury, my normally well behaved and composed son had been one of the instigators! Of course the kids talked about how fun it was for weeks after.

Comment on February 2012 Give-Away is a Contest of the Funniest Story by Scott Carpenter

Scott Carpenter — Fri, 03 Feb 2012 16:49:06 +0000

Hi, I’m actually Laura, not Scott (he’s my hubby.) But since I don’t have a Facebook I’ll use his (I’m anti-Facebook- I know, I’m weird.)
Anyway, my story….
I have this thing with the second commandment. I think it’s one of the easier ones and therefore we should do our best to respect it. And people say “OMG” like they’re breathing- they don’t even think about it. So I make our students do push ups if they take the Lord’s name in vain. (and if I slip and say it- say I stub my toe and I am not in control of my lips- I do pushups, too). They start with 3, then 6, then 9, etc.
So there was this one retreat where *Andy*(name changed to protect the guilty) couldn’t control his mouth and was up to like 33 pushups. BTW, these are 4-5th graders. So Andy was in my car on the drive home and was complaining because he just slipped up again. He was upset because another boy had said it, but I didn’t hear it and so I didn’t count it. He said this boy also used other words. I told him if I heard him say those other words, I would call his parents.
So I’m driving in this back country highway. There’s a truck in front of me with his left blinker on. I use the passing lane that juts out to the right just for that piece of the road, and the truck doesn’t turn, and I’m suddenly driving in the ditch and I said “SH*T!” The carload of boys exploded! “OH! WE GET TO CALL YOUR PARENTS! CALL THEM RIGHT NOW! I WANT THEM TO KNOW WHAT YOU SAID!” So I call my parents at home- answering machine, which the boys leave a long detailed message about how naughty their daughter is. Then they say that’s not enough, they need to talk to them, so I call my mom’s cell, which is not ever on, and they leave a message there. Then I call my dad’s cell, and he answers, and the boys talk so quickly he doesn’t know what’s going on so hands the phone to my mom, and my mom loves kids, and she talks with them for about 30 minutes about the naughty things I did as a kid, and tells them yes, indeed I will get in trouble the next time I see her. The boys seemed very pleased.
Luckily when I return to church I confess my sin to my pastors and they just laugh. My mom still laughs about it and Andy wants to hear more stories about me as a kid.