If you had to pick one defining feature of Christian dating, what would it be? Coffee-dates after the Sunday service? Sending each other your favourite worship songs? Leaving room for the Holy Spirit? Pondering how great you’d both be at married ministry? If I was going to pick just one, it would have to be … Continue reading Stop Pretending Physical Attraction Doesn’t Matter
Dear Young Catholic Men, I’ve never been on a date. That’s not to say I’ve never been in a romantic relationship; I’ve been in several. I’ve just never been on a classic get-to-know-you date, outside of an official relationship. At the release of Part-time Prophet’s article Young Catholic Men, Why Aren’t We Dating? I couldn’t … Continue reading Young Catholic Men, Why I’m Not Dating You
Young Catholic men, we have a problem.
It’s a problem that is going to require all of our courage, confidence and creativity to solve. It’s a problem that affects many of our friends; it might even be affecting you. Finally, it’s a problem that’s frustrating many of the beautiful, wonderful, young Catholic women in our lives.
We aren’t dating them.
Meeting Them on Their Way is a 3-part blog series that takes a critical look at Catholic youth ministry. This series aims to offer insight into several areas that I feel have often been overlooked or under-emphasised. Read Part 2 here.
Whole Church Ministry
It should come as no surprise that youth ministry is a demanding job. Youth ministers spend hours in overloaded schedules dreaming up speakers, organising events, practising music, setting up sports teams, encouraging outreach to those in need and, of course, preparing food. And then, after all that, sometimes only a few people show up. Burnout is fairly common and the average tenure of youth ministers is dismally short, with many leaving a congregation after less than 2 years in a role.
About three months ago I was sitting on a couch, listening to a couple of my friends discuss the idea of marriage. Neither of them took what could be called a “traditional” view on the subject and it was probably mere moments before I began raining my Catholic opinion down upon them like the ten plagues of Egypt.
I’ve never understood the term “hopeless romantic.”
I always thought it sounded like a bit of an oxymoron. Romance was exciting. It was intimate. It was creative and at times, it was deeply challenging. Romance was a lot of things. But it was not hopeless.