I'm looking at our volunteer group text and it's literally just me barking orders at people. "VBS meeting Tuesday." "Someone grab construction paper." "Who's covering for Jessica?" Like I'm their boss or something. No wonder nobody

So I'm watching kids during prayer time last Sunday and half of them are fidgeting. Quarter of them staring at ceiling. Rest look like they're planning their escape. Made me realize traditional "bow your heads close your eyes" prayer isn't working for

So I'm sitting in staff meeting and pastor goes "Kids need to learn about serving others. Let's plan service project for them." I'm nodding along thinking sounds great in theory until realize he's looking at me like I'm

Staring at my computer screen right now wondering how I created this monster. It's supposed to be a volunteer schedule. Started as simple spreadsheet with names and dates. Now it has seventeen tabs, color coding I can't remember the meaning of, and formulas that break if

It's 4:23 AM and I'm sitting in my kitchen eating cereal because apparently my brain thinks this is the perfect time to have FEELINGS about the fact that I just found another curriculum email in my inbox with the subject line "Transform Your Ministry

Standing in front of sixty-seven kids last Wednesday wondering why I thought one microphone and sheer optimism would be enough to manage a room that sounded like a construction site having an argument with a zoo. Large group games either create magical moments of coordinated chaos or complete disasters where

So September hits and I'm already getting that sinking feeling because Halloween's coming and that means trunk-or-treat planning and I swear this event gonna kill me one year. Last year was complete disaster. Rain turned parking lot into mud pit. Half volunteers didn't show

Emma's mom ambushed me in the parking lot Sunday. Not literally ambushed, but you know when someone's been waiting to corner you? That's what happened. "Emma wants to help with kids ministry," she says, blocking my path to my car. Emma. Who&

Can't sleep again. Keep thinking about what happened Sunday and how badly I messed up and whether I should just quit before I damage any more kids. Sarah texted me today asking if we're still doing missions month and I almost threw my phone across the