Number of Players: two equal teams of any number
Location: open area able to accommodate the entire group
Materials: clothesline, clothes
The players are divided into 2 teams. Each team is given a sack of clothes. Place an equal number of clothes in each sack and of the same type. You could choose a shirt, a cap, a pair of …
Game Description
This game is based on the familiar English idiom to be “left holding the bag.” “Left holding the bag” refers to a situation when a person is abandoned by others involved so that they bear the blame or responsibility. Example: Everyone rushed home after the party left the room in a mess so the youth leader was “left …
Matthew 12:30 “He who is not with me is against me, and he who does not gather with me scatters.
I love playing games, not all the time but sometimes. It’s easy to get burned out playing them too much so I try to only play them once in a while.
One game I never want to play again is
For the first four or five years after I had children, I considered motherhood a temporary condition – not a calling. It was a time of my life set aside for exhaustion and long hours. It would pass. Then one afternoon with three kids in tow, I came out of the supermarket pushing a cart (with four wheels that went …
4 years old: My Mommy can do anything!
8 years old: My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 years old: My Mother doesn’t really know quite everything.
14 years old: Naturally, Mother doesn’t know that, either.
16 years old: Mother? She’s hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 years old: That old woman? She’s way out of date!
25 years old: Well, …
Mother’s Day is around the corner and Creative Youth Ideas has lots of ideas for your special mother’s day activity or event.
There are ideas for a Children’s Sermon on Mothers Day and illustrations and stories for a sermon to mothers or youth talk. There are also some great Mother’s Day games and other ideas for that Special Mother’s Day …
A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, “I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother. But …
Some folks ride the train of life,
Looking out the rear,
Watching miles of life roll by,
And marking every year.
They sit in sad remembrance,
Of wasted days gone by,
And think the best is what once was,
And hang their heads and cry.
But I don’t concern my self with that,
I take a different vent,
I look …
He carried His cross despising the shame
To the place of the skull, Golgatha by name
And there with two thieves, His friends’ hopes all lost,
Was man’s greatest error now hung on a cross
He held back His power, His glory was veiled
He silenced His tongue as accusations were railed
He submitted His body to torture and pain…
A Good Friday Message
Introduction: Rembrandt