{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"You Can Mentor: A Christian Youth Mentoring Podcast","title":"236: Faithfulness Over Fruitfulness // Mentoring Minute","html":"","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":397,"description":"Faithfulness over Fruitfulness\n\nEarly on in my mentoring journey, I thought mentoring was like a math equation. \n\nA + B = C\n\nIf I showed up + Gave them some wisdom = Growth in my mentee\n\nIf I’m being honest, in my naivite, I thought my presence would solve all of my mentees issues. \n\nI thought, because of me, my mentee would improve academically. \nThey would grow spiritually.\nIt was only a matter of time before they became their best self. \n\nBut what happened when my mentee didn’t grow as fast as I thought they should? How would bad grades or negative behaviors affect our relationship? How would I respond when my mentee didn’t seem to care about what I had to say?\n\nMy friends Kyle and Mary mentored twelve kids when they were first married. They started with this group of young men when they were in junior high and continued to meet with them every Sunday until they graduated high school. \n\nFor years, they invested a ton into these young men, and the young men were extremely grateful for their hospitality, wisdom, and guidance. Except for one young man. \n\n11 of the boys said thank you every week. 1 did not. \n11 of the boys said the group changed their life. 1 did not. \n11 of the boys grew academically and spiritually. 1 did not. \n\nWhen the group game to an end, Kyle and Mary looked at each other and said “We sure did make a difference in 11 of the boys lives. Too bad we couldn’t reach that 1 boy.”\n\nFast forward about 20 years and Kyle is filling up with gas one afternoon. He sees a random man in his late thirties walking up to him. The man leans up against Kyle’s car and says:\n\n“Excuse me. Is your name Kyle?”\nKyle says “Yes. Can I help you?”\nThe young man says “You probably don’t remember me, but I just wanted to say thank you. I sat in your house every Sunday night for years and didn’t say a word. I’m now a husband and a father and everything I know about leading my family I learned by being in your small group. I couldn’t say it then, but here my say it now....","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/1Xka3zDiBlBt17bxGFKaPNKtfL4x0Qw6Yce8LqvHcjw/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS8wMTU4/YTYzZjc5Y2M5NjY4/MTFkZmY0NjExMzM2/Njc1MC5qcGVn.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}