While it’s true that love can happen anywhere, there are standards and expectations that provide an environment in which a healthy community grows.
As I wrote yesterday, “every week as I sit in our TreeHouse support groups I am in awe. Teens find hope amid their hurt, faith amid their fears, and love despite their pangs of loneliness…I wish everyone had a community like that.”
I Wish We Did Too
As my friend Hudson pointed out tonight, the following list is a wish list — Imagine If… — based on hopes and dreams. While some of them are possible, and others are measurable, there are on the list that are almost fantasies; but, still we reach and stretch for more.
Every week as I sit in our TreeHouse support groups I am in awe. Teens find hope amid their hurt, faith amid their fears, and love despite their pangs of loneliness.
I wish everyone had a community like that.
As I tell the teens all the time, this level of communication, this kind of intimacy and this freedom to be flawed or successful without judgement can happen anywhere, at anytime when people have the same vision and similar communication skills.
Love can happen anywhere.
It’s a choice.
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Tuesday, yeah, that’s when things didn’t go so well!
I’ve led hundreds and hundreds of support groups. They’re a regular part of my schedule and one of the joys of my week. Most nights are great.
That night something was weird at TreeHouse!
It Started Bad
Several teens were mad at me. Why? My responsibility was to create a safe, supportive atmosphere. Support groups with eight teens are common. That night teens split up into a group of eight, a group of twelve, and a group of five.