They did a superb job. At one point they took my breath away with a reading they composed of several different Bible stories relating to water and storms. The music they chose for the background, the impeccable pacing (Forensic coach moment of pride), and creativity was astounding. My pride in them was as equal as my deep humility. I know I could not have done what they did. But I was so proud of them.
As I look back on it, with a good night's sleep behind me and a bowl of oatmeal in front of me, I have the leisure to observe many things. First, the growth these girls demonstrated. Over the past three years I have seen them grow into these accomplished leaders. Second, that this is really one of the main points of youth ministry - to enable the youth to own their faith and be able to share it with others in an effective manner. Using everything from umbrellas to wonderful music choices these girls spoke the many languages of their peers in order to have a conversation with the youth. And third, it was truly a reminder that another main goal of ministry is to ensure that it is not dependent on me.
To close, here's one verse the girls pulled for the night from a book you may have overlooked.
In hurricane and tempest is his path, and clouds are the dust at his feet