Our young people

Our regional youth group camp was at the end of March, but I'd forgotten about this poem that was written during one of the workshops. The theme of the weekend was: Use your gifts in serving the Lord. There were workshops on: gospel singing, leading the worship, a graffiti representation of our gifts, making Polynesian arrows, setting up a camp fire, cooking for afternoon teas, making decorative frames out of scraps and what nature has to offer, making a special tree on which to pin our leaves of talents and writing. Here is the poem that came out of that workshop.

J'ai écrit quelques rêves

Sur les cieux endormis

J'ai espéré une trêve

Dans mes cauchemars de minuit

Où tout était permis

Un bout de rêve s'achève

Et laisse place à d'autres rêves

Pleins de tourments et de folies

Des songes bruyants dans le silence de la nuit

M'ont changé la vie

Un chant s'élève

Chant d'espoir et d'ennui

Alors le firmament du ciel

Frôlé par cette musique éternelle

Tout était parallèle

Onde de vie

L'aube se pointe, l'aurore luit

Tout se rejoint, tout se lie

Cindy, Noélie, Benoît, Sophie

And here is a picture of the tree - it's been doing the rounds and I took it to the National Pastors' conference to share how precious our young people are.

Making the tree

The tree of talents

Decorative frames

Testing the polynesian arrows

 

God gives. Use your gifts.