‘Don’t call me a Millennial’: How to stop stereotyping young people

“Ugh, I hate that word.”

My twentysomething friend’s nose wrinkled at the mention of the word “Millennial,” as if it reeked of dog breath and gym socks.

“Why don’t you like it?” I asked.

“Because it’s so negative — and it’s not ME. I am none of those things.”

“Those things” include the stereotypical traits of a Millennial: Continue reading “‘Don’t call me a Millennial’: How to stop stereotyping young people”

If you’re scared, you’re ready

“Jan. 21, 6 pm, my house. Tacos.”

This is what I texted a few twenty-something single ladies with the heartfelt hope at least one of them would actually show up.

After more than a year of feeling the Lord prod me to do more ministry for twenty-somethings and then proceeding to wonder if He was for-real serious, the day had finally come.

I told the few ladies I knew the date and time, and I told myself to leave the rest up to God.

Easier said than done. No bigger ball of nerves has existed than me on Jan. 21. Even after setting the date, I fretted if I should do this.

ACTUAL fears that plagued me: Continue reading “If you’re scared, you’re ready”

Hug a Millennial

To be clear upfront, this isn’t one of those posts. The kind that derides Millennials and all their Millennial-ist ways. Nope, no digs on stocking caps worn year-round or the word “savage” being applied to nouns that have nothing to do with uncontrolled violence.

This is a post that looks the other direction, square at us “old people,” and challenges us to view Millennials in a different way.

Because we need to. Badly. In the worst way. Continue reading “Hug a Millennial”