(note: this is a blog I wrote in may of 2013. Why I never posted it, I'm not sure... But here it is!)
Growing up, I don't think I ever understood the saying that "a watched pot never boils." My brothers and I would gather around the stove and watch in anticipation for the boiling to begin.
In those times, we always wanted to be the first person to spot the "frog eyes" (those little tiny bubbles that form on the bottom of the pot, yet haven't risen yet).
Tonight, I realized that I'm starting to see a lot of frog-eyed men pop up around me. (Or maybe they hop up? Yeah, yeah? )
You see, about a year and a half ago, my heart broke. I looked at the people around me, and saw so few guys stepping up in their faith. While I saw many women growing in their pursuit of an awesome, living, radically life-changing relationship with the Father, the men were few and far between.
So I started praying fervently. At every Bible study or prayer meeting, I made sure we lifted up the men of our generation. Some friends even started coming to me with the same burden on their hearts.
Fast forward a year and a half, and last night I had a conversation with my little brother. I've had the privilege of seeing him grow into a man over this past year, and I am so proud of him! In the stillness of the night, we talked about all these young guys we know who are starting to step up. Like glowing embers, I can see telltale fires of growth burning under the surface.
Leaders. Game-changers. Frog eyes.
