Read “Mama Bears,” by Jen Bradbury, from the March/April edition of Immerse Journal
I was just out of college and confident that I knew more than any person in the local church about all things God. Full of arrogance and testosterone, I jumped headfirst into the solo youth ministry gig. I made the necessary changes to programming to reflect a more relevant youth ministry model. I flexed my intellectual prowess in my theologically rich yet entertaining sermons. I used the perfect mix of sarcasm and empathy to connect with students and give patented Christian life lessons. I was on track to be rookie youth pastor of the year until I encountered a mama bear.
In my desire to open youth to all the “important” experiences of faith, I inadvertently began scheduling multiple events a month. I didn’t see any problem with doubling up in a month, since students were going to learn about service and evangelism. I quickly became aware of the issue(s) it causes when one mother came to me and told me her daughter would not be attending the second event that month.
Innocently, I asked, “Why?”
“It’s a little much for her to participate in two events this month,” she respectfully replied.
In my overconfident and slightly sarcastic way, I replied, “So two events is too much to ask a person to follow Jesus. I can see that.”
I’ll admit those were not the best choice of words, nor was it the best tone of voice. But I was the youth pastor with a college degree, and I knew more than anyone in the local church about all things God. Right?
Well, that respectful mother let me have it. She didn’t stop with my rude and sarcastic comment. She systematically picked apart the paradigm by which I was building my whole youth ministry. From the relevant programming to my patented Christian life lessons, she tore me to pieces. She left me wondering if I was even following Jesus.
I’m glad Jen Bradbury had such a great experience with a mama bear. Her experience reveals in a redeeming way the need for mama bears. And she is correct that we should hope and pray for more of them in our churches.
For those who experience or have experienced a mama bear in a less than positive way, let me just say that they are still needed. My experience led me to rethink several aspects of my relationship with God and others. It also led me to begin the difficult but necessary process of engaging parents and including their voices in the development of youth ministry. It was a much-needed learning experience, even if it was not wanted at the time.
So thanks, Jen, for letting us know about mama bears. I just wish you had told me sooner.
By Paul Sheneman
I was just out of college and confident that I knew more than any person in the local church about all things God. Full of arrogance and testosterone, I jumped headfirst into the solo youth ministry gig. I made the necessary changes to programming to reflect a more relevant youth ministry model. I flexed my intellectual prowess in my theologically rich yet entertaining sermons. I used the perfect mix of sarcasm and empathy to connect with students and give patented Christian life lessons. I was on track to be rookie youth pastor of the year until I encountered a mama bear.
In my desire to open youth to all the “important” experiences of faith, I inadvertently began scheduling multiple events a month. I didn’t see any problem with doubling up in a month, since students were going to learn about service and evangelism. I quickly became aware of the issue(s) it causes when one mother came to me and told me her daughter would not be attending the second event that month.
Innocently, I asked, “Why?”
“It’s a little much for her to participate in two events this month,” she respectfully replied.
In my overconfident and slightly sarcastic way, I replied, “So two events is too much to ask a person to follow Jesus. I can see that.”
I’ll admit those were not the best choice of words, nor was it the best tone of voice. But I was the youth pastor with a college degree, and I knew more than anyone in the local church about all things God. Right?
Well, that respectful mother let me have it. She didn’t stop with my rude and sarcastic comment. She systematically picked apart the paradigm by which I was building my whole youth ministry. From the relevant programming to my patented Christian life lessons, she tore me to pieces. She left me wondering if I was even following Jesus.
I’m glad Jen Bradbury had such a great experience with a mama bear. Her experience reveals in a redeeming way the need for mama bears. And she is correct that we should hope and pray for more of them in our churches.
For those who experience or have experienced a mama bear in a less than positive way, let me just say that they are still needed. My experience led me to rethink several aspects of my relationship with God and others. It also led me to begin the difficult but necessary process of engaging parents and including their voices in the development of youth ministry. It was a much-needed learning experience, even if it was not wanted at the time.
So thanks, Jen, for letting us know about mama bears. I just wish you had told me sooner.
By Paul Sheneman

















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