We got a new youth pastor when I was 15 or 16 years old. This youth pastor never took the time to get to know me and frankly told me he didn’t believe my faith was real. He doubted the depth of my faith because I was a little goofy. Well, now I’m 57 and still a little goofy, but I know that my faith was very real at 16, with a desire to grow.
Even though my youth pastor refused to invest his life into me, one of the volunteer youth sponsors, Mike, decided to take that roll. That investment in my life has made a difference for 40-plus years.