It was pretty lame being the youngest kid in youth group.
I had just turned 13, so they forcibly removed me from the safety of Sunday school class with my younger brother and made me go alone to the class with all of the scary high schoolers who were all at least 16 years old.
I felt like such a dork. Junior high was bad enough without having to hang out with these older kids who clearly thought I was a weirdo every Sunday.
During one of our youth groups we all sat in a circle and I was sure we were going to start talking about things that would make me blush.
Sure enough, our youth leader asked, "Have you ever received a love letter?"
Of course everyone in the youth group had received a love letter. They talked about who they were from and what it had felt like.
When it was my turn to talk, of course, I was the only one who had not received one. It never occured to me to consider that one that was scribbled on note paper with too many exclamation points and bad handwriting in the sixth grade from that boy who told me he really, really, really liked me. Yuck! So I said I hadn't.
This was horribly embarassing. I felt like such a moron because everyone in the youth group was so much cooler than me and they obviously already had more exciting love lives than I did.
Fortunately I recovered from my shame quickly as our youth leader informed us that we had all been given a love letter!
This love letter was, of course, from God and it was the Bible! Duh, silly!
So that got me wondering, how would I feel about getting this love letter today?
A letter that is genocidal,sexist, incestual, violent, and just plain absurd?
A letter that threatened me with eternal pain and suffering if I do not love and obey the author?
I think I would need a restraining order!