08/05/2026
For the last 10 weeks, I've had the privilege of leading a discipleship group for young athletes ages 11–17.
We've talked about identity, finding it in Christ instead of performance. We unpacked how our early experiences shape our view of God, exposed the lies we wear, replaced them with truth, and discovered how uniquely God created each one of us.
For our final assignment, I asked them to do something incredibly simple.
Go outside.
Be still.
Spend time with God.
No agenda. No checklist. Just be with Him.
Today we talked about what happened.
One by one, every athlete started the same way:
"Nothing happened... but..."
"...I felt calmer."
"...I wasn't as hard on myself."
"...I slept better."
"...I had more patience with my siblings."
One of the things I love most about working with teenagers is their honesty. Sometimes it's brutally honest. They weren't trying to sound spiritual or impress anyone. They genuinely believed God hadn't shown up.
Every single one of them believed God hadn't met them because they didn't hear a booming voice. There wasn't a dramatic experience. No lightning bolt. No overwhelming emotion.
Yet every single one of them described the evidence that He had.
He met each heart differently.
One with peace.
Another with rest.
Another with patience.
Another with gentleness toward themselves.
Not one encounter looked the same, because not one heart needed the same thing.
Then I watched their faces change as they realized what they had almost missed.
Their expectation of how God should meet them had kept them from recognizing the ways He already had.
I couldn't help but see myself in their stories.
How many times have I walked away from time with God thinking, nothing happened, simply because I had already decided what meeting Him was supposed to look like?
We often expect God to announce His presence, while all along He's been quietly transforming our hearts, knocking on the door.
His presence isn't always recognized by what we hear. Often it's revealed in what begins to grow within us—peace instead of anxiety, patience instead of frustration, gentleness instead of self-criticism.
Sometimes the evidence that God met you isn't that your circumstances changed.
It's that you did.
I think that's one of the most beautiful things about Him.
He knows exactly what each heart needs, and He meets us there—not always the way we expect, but always in the way we need.
-Shay