What We Talk About When We Talk About Pittsburgh
Parenting all too often seems to be about doing things we really don’t want to do. We don’t want to discipline our kids. We don’t want to tell them they can’t have everything they want. We don’t want…
Parenting all too often seems to be about doing things we really don’t want to do. We don’t want to discipline our kids. We don’t want to tell them they can’t have everything they want. We don’t want…
You’ll notice that we’re running the exact same article on both sides of the blog today. We thought Tracey’s words to parents were so powerful and true, we wanted to be sure our beloved youth ministers saw it…
The following excerpt comes from Liz Edrington in Gospel-Centered Youth Ministry (GCYM is a Crossway publication, and is primarily authored by Rooted writers). In Living Color: On the Incarnation It is a profound wonder that God decided to…
You are working harder than you have ever worked in your life; your heart is pounding, your body aches, you are struggling to breathe, you are drowning. If you go under one more time, you fear you may…
“How do we cultivate kids who love Christ?” This was the question posed by Rooted Ministry founder Cameron Cole in his plenary at the Nashville conference earlier this month. It should be the burning question of every Christian…
After speaking to a group of youth ministers at the 2018 Rooted Conference about filtering our teaching through the crucial distinction between the Law and the Gospel, one of the session attendees approached me with a question. The…
There’s an old Chinese proverb that says, “If you want to know what water is, don’t ask a fish.” It’s supposed to teach us that the more exposed we are to something, the less we notice it. Culture…
As youth pastors, most of us always need more adults to serve in our ministry. Small group leaders, sound booth volunteers, camp leaders…. the list goes on and the need is always there. My church recently kicked off…
Confession time: I am the world’s pickiest apple eater. At the camp I worked at in college, we would often grab an apple after dinner from a big bin sitting by the door. Just imagine 250 boys trying…