Sometimes serving God isn’t easy, well most of the time its not, nor do I think it should be.
God calls us to service, service of each other, service to self and to Him. And service means giving of one self, freely, with out expectations of receiving anything back.
I volunteer as a youth minister, actually a middle school youth minister, and in true form of the Catholic Church, I receive about 0% support from the parish staff (besides our DRE who loves the program, and offers us 100% support). It is a nonstop banging your head every time we try to do anything. So why do I still do it? Because I believe God has called me to do so, and I love the kids I work with, the other parents and everyone else involved in this most important ministry.
But God’s not making it easy for me, every corner I think I turn there are four more corners. Each hall I walk seems to lead in to a dead end, but in the end, despite the parish staff, I seem to make it to where I need to be with the program.
Sometimes I feel as if God enjoys this little game, just to see how much I will put up with before I go ballistic. And trust me, I have been close. But I hold on to the idea, and place my sights on the kids, because after all, it is all about them!
The year is close to an end, and I haven killed anyone yet, I have come close, but not yet. The summer will be here, and I will have 3 or so months of no parish staff, and sadly no kids to deal with. But come September, it will all start up again!
New brick walls and dead end hallways to deal with, and some of last years will repair, just to torment me yet again! But in the long run, I am good with it, because I know the only real reason I am there, is to serve the kids and God with the gifts he has given me.
So for all who have to deal with parish staff, I say hold on, and remember why you are serving.
I do think that all us forgotten volunteers need to form a support group, to allow us to vent to ears that understand, and to have a few beers along the way.