That question, when directed at me by a local high school student, was not unexpected. This past Sunday was the first gathering of a youth group that I’m leading in a nearby rural community. Beginnings are usually marked by awkwardness and confusion, so I really didn’t mind the constant questions and quizzical looks. Throughout the course of the afternoon I sought to communicate- again and again- what we were doing and what I expected. Still, there were moments where I found myself surrounded by eager youth asking the question, “Now what?”
That question lingered in my thoughts as I climbed into the driver’s seat of my car and stared at the empty field where we played football an hour earlier. Now what? There are so many things that I don’t know about this endeavor, so many things that I am left to wonder about. I wonder what it will look like six months from now. I wonder who will carry on when I am ready to leave. I wonder what will be required of me. I wonder if I have what it takes to be obedient and to make an impact. I felt like one of my students as I tipped my head back to stare at the ceiling and ask, “Ok, Lord… now what?” I knew that I wasn’t really alone even though I was sitting in an otherwise empty car and parking lot. And I was thankful for the assurance that I follow One who knows all the things that I don’t.