Being a young adult is hard. You are past the stage of being a “kid” but not quite confident enough to feel like a bonafide grownup. You still call your mom when you can’t remember a recipe & you feel like an imposter walking into the car repair shop.
Young adults are the new kids on the block at work. You are expected to know the newest technology, know how to correctly answer the phone, and know how to get 60 hours of work done in a 40 hour work week.
You live off of ramen & boxed meals because cooking for one is hard. Your roommate is never home or always on the phone with their significant other. {Man, you wish you could afford an apartment by yourself.} The house is cold, but heat is too expensive, so you put on a third layer of clothes and turn on Disney+ because you can still use your brother’s login.
Adulting is so fun. {This is your blinky red light of sarcasm.}
The church is a weird place for young adults.
You walk in the front door to be greeted by the sweet lady who gives way too many hugs for having literally just met you. You manage to find your way out of her armpit and are greeted by an older gentleman who has black coffee in one hand and is shoving peppermints in your direction with his other. There are kids running around the room, zooming back & forth between the older ladies.
Moms are swaying in the corner trying to get their babies to sleep. The dads are huddled outside greeting everyone who walks in & yelling at the teens to get out of the parking lot. Every young adult you see is running around like a chicken with their head cut off. One short girl passes you with a stack of bins that is taller than she is. A guy scurries past you with a cord that has to be thirty feet long. The college kids are running in through the back door as the first chords of the song is played with two different colored shoes on. You manage to squeeze into the back section of chairs and try to blend in; then you are greeted by the bearded man behind you telling you how glad he is that you could make it.
Overwhelmed yet?
Welcome to being a young adult.
It’s hard. It’s overwhelming. It’s oh, so rewarding.
Young adults get the privilege of bridging the gap. They are old enough to be helpful but flexible enough to fit in to any situation. Need an excuse to go get coffee — text your resident young adult. (Don’t call us. We will not answer.) Want some one to walk with you or go grocery shopping with you; let a young adult know. They need milk & eggs too.
Let us love your kids & pets well. We love coming over for diner or game night. We are longing for affection from something other than our hand-me-down couch & are longing to not be touched for longer than twelve seconds.
Need someone to fearless share their passions & convictions. We got you covered. Let us share how fiercely we love Jesus. Let us love you well. Let us be the church.
Let us grown & learn from you. Heck, you might grow & learn from us.
We need you.
…and you need us.
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