Back when I used to watch Saturday Night Live (before the Jamie Foxx episode that permanently changed my mind), there was a skit that for some reason I still can’t stop laughing about. The episode was being hosted by Bryan Cranston, and near the end of the episode where they put the skits that just aren’t very good, he is joined by Fred Armisen in a skit called the Bjelland Brothers. The skit centers around a song with the lyrics, “I sent a bottle of sparkling apple juice to your house. Did you get it?” But, rather than describing it to you in detail, I’ll just embed it below. Give it a chance…it’ll grow on ya.
So after watching this and having the song in my head, I realized that the chords were really easy, and the next week in youth group, I started by playing this song and getting the kids to sing along. I doubt that any of the had any idea what this was, but they thought it was funny. Just like a good shampoo (lather, rinse, repeat) I’ve done it occasionally since, and the teens always think it’s fun. I doubt that hardly any of them still have any idea what it is from.
As anyone who ever reads this already knows, I recently left youth ministry. My teens showered me with love in ways that I still can’t put words to. The most powerful for me are never little trinkets or gift cards (although I do like those), but the teens that tell me how something I did affected their lives, or when they go the extra mile to make me something, or do something creative to honor me. All of the ways in which they’ve touched my life through the years I’ve known them, and even more as I’ve left will stay with me for the rest of my life.
Tonight I cleaned the last vestiges of clutter from my old office at church. It was bitter-sweet. Now there is nothing tangible that ties me back to that building. As I left, I looked back into my office with a touch of sadness. After a large part of a decade, it is no longer my place.
When I got home, I carried boxes of books and other office stuff from my car into my home office. As I carried the last box in, I looked down and saw this on my doorstep.
Forrest, I got it. Thank you