Hope for the Next Generation
“Hope for the Next Generation” by Bryce Bengtson.
This blog is authored by a member of the next generation, Dr. Bengtson’s son, Bryce.
“Hope for the Next Generation” is Bryce’s take on life as a 21st-century adolescent.
He speaks from an identity as a child of the One True King, and offers Biblical insight for the challenges he faces, and the challenges of his peers.
Have you gone through a period of time where you just couldn’t smile? Did you need a friend to lift you up and energize you? Read more for encouragement to trust in God during your darkest times. […]
No matter what the devil throws at us just be willing to laugh and smile. Don’t think “oh I have cancer… now I have to frown and distance myself from everyone….” NO! If anything you should smile and praise God for He will always provide. Spend time with friends and family. Don’t sit around moping. If you want, watch funny videos and be happy! Even when it’s hard, if you allow yourself to become depressed or sad then you are allowing the devil to steal your joy. Just praise God for He will provide, and do what makes you happy!
I spin the sword in my hand and thrust upward blocking a side down stroke. I drop to my feet and spin lightning fast dropping my sword from the interlock flashing it out in a series of ghost moves until I see an opening. My opponent tries to parry my false thrust and is met by a sword rushing at him in a different direction slipping through his armor and plunging deep…
Recently for my communications class I have been doing something called “genius hour.” It’s when you study an area of interest. I have been studying music’s effect on brain function. I have looked up a lot of information about rap, hip hop, and rock music. I was surprised that rap normally had a negative effect while hip hop boosted people’s emotions.
I walked down the hall not making a sound. I got jostled and bumped by everyone around me. Backpacks knocked me back and forth as I clutched my books tighter to my chest. I looked down and pushed my earbuds farther in trying not to be noticed by anyone near me, hoping...
“This is your captain speaking. Prepare for lift off.”
I leaned back and looked out the window at the airport. I felt the cabin slant and started to gain air pressure little by little. We climbed higher in the sky and I could see the city from up there. I laid back and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.
I heard a story once about a girl who was bullied because of facial scars and deformities. She would always look down on herself for not being beautiful in others’ eyes and never wanted anyone to leave her out. She was picked on but she stayed strong in her faith and was able to stand righteous. She stood up to the bullies and eventually they backed down. Eventually she learned how you are always beautiful in God’s eyes, and how you can always stand tall in the face of the devil. [more]
I jumped two feet in the air as the alarm bell blared. It was 3rd period; Library aid and therefore it was unusual for me to hear an annoying, ear rattling, UNNECESSARILY LOUD, fire bell SHATTERING MY EARDRUMS! I bolted upright to realize that it was the fire alarm. The librarian came out and guided the students in the room who didn’t know where to go; outside and onto the track; our position for fire drills. [more]
I ran around the room grabbing at everything that looked interesting. I just drank a full cup of coffee and I could not calm down. I was so energized I put on my running shoes and started a run. I raced up a hill and barreled down the other side at my fastest pace. I loved the feeling of the wind messing up my hair as I ran. As I slowed and turned around I realized how fast I had burned out. I started walking as I trudged back to the house. [more]
“Shadow! Come! No! Get off Mrs. Miller’s yard! Come on, let’s go! We are trying to get you together with your sister and your brothers.” [more]