
Friday was all about taking it home. MOVE has a funny way of creating incredibly memorable experiences for students. Of course many students also have lasting memories of the way in which commitments made in the heat of the moment, sputter and ultimately wane in the cold winds of life back home. This year’s MOVE definitely worked overtime to try and prepare us for the journey home. On the last night each of our students was handed an envelope with a challenge inside of it for them to complete when they got home. None of our students knew what challenge awaited them until they decided to accept the challenge. 50 unique assignments were handed out, and they were hard. Students knew was that if they agreed to open theirs they were committing themselves to complete it, no matter what it held. Curiosity wasn’t a good enough reason to peek inside. A sort of half-hearted commitment to give it a shot wouldn’t cut it. Either you knew that God wanted you to do something this year and you were committed to doing it, or you weren’t. It was serious, it was intense, and it was scary. Each student was encouraged to leave the envelope unopened if they did not think they were ready. No shame, no hard feelings. You didn’t have to accept the challenge to prove you were a Christian, you did it because you were asking God to stretch you, to use you, to make you uncomfortable for the sake of the Gospel.
Several of our students accepted this challenge. Eric and Luke accepted a challenge to serve at a homeless shelter every month over the next year. Jordan accepted a challenge to adopt a grandparent and spend at least one day a month at a local nursing home visiting the elderly. Finally, Victoria accepted a challenge to work with someone younger than her as a teacher and mentor. Some have already began making preparations to engage in their assignment. At last check all were still committed to making it happen, even if no one else came with them. I’m excited to hear about the ways that God is going to use our students over the next months.
Finally, as a Crossbridge community I encourage you to check in with these young people. Ask them how its going–hold them accountable. Of course don’t be surprised if they challenge you to step up to the plate as well.
Last installment of pictures:
So as part of our D-group I asked everyone to build a house out of bubble gum. What did we learn? Well, we don’t have any budding engineers among us, but we do have five very headstrong teenagers.

This is what a terrible bubble gum house looks like from above. (Apparently a bubble gum man has been murdered here.)

The last session got a little rowdy.

Rowdier still.

This is us playing mafia. I was able to take pictures because I was already dead. (As per usual.)

7 Days together and we still like each other. Amazing.













































