Gone but not Forgotten

I have been at YFC for 10 years now. I am amazed at how many students (now men) still get a hold of me. Some of the very first kids I met on the job went to St. Mary's School in the inner city of Saskatoon. I was back in that school today after about 5 years away. I was meeting with the Community Coordinator and my co-worker  to discuss the details of moving our floor hockey league (YFCHL) to their virtually brand new gym,  and all around nicer facility. Pretty exciting stuff for our program!
Many of the boys I first met on the job lead very different lives now. Some are in gangs, another in prison for murder. Another is awaiting trial for stabbing a young man. I've always tried to be real with those guys. I genuinely love them and would go through a wall for them. It is this love, God's love through me, that they feel the need to reach out to me I believe. Whether from jail or on the run, they still know my cell number. Words don't do justice to how blessed I have been to be part of their story. They have blessed me! It's hard to believe it's been 10 years at YFC already. Though we still see each other from time to time I know that they will never be forgotten and that they will not forget about me.

If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
— Paul