It's amazing what youth will eat. I love sushi, but it's quite
different than eating a live goldfish. I sat near the back of the crowd
and watched with a curious sea-sickness---gazing at the teenage wonder
while keeping one eye on the nearest trash can! A loud unified chant
shook the entire room: "Mar-cus, Mar-cus." And down it went, to the
praise of cheering youth. He was the envy of every guy and the disgust
of every girl. The champion collected his prizes and walked off the
stage with a hero-notch on his belt.
"So what can we do next week," I thought to myself. "There's no way I can top eating a live goldfish."
I was helping out with the youth program at the time, and we had been
gradually escalating the "shock factor" to attract more youth. And, for
all intents and purposes, it seemed to work. Every week, we saw new
youth, who occasionally seemed to embody a little of the "shock factor"
themselves.
Over time, though, we began to run out of ideas and started getting
desperate. The youth seemed bored, and we had to think of something
fast. We didn't have much money in our youth budget, so we decided to be
good stewards and spend the rest of it on bringing a "Christian" rock
band to the church (though nobody had ever heard of the group). The band
arrived, set up, and did a sound check from a stage in the church
gym---and topped the show with choreographed dancing. I was pumped! "The
youth are going to love this," I thought out loud. Continue at Brian H. Cosby
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