Truly Blessed

I had breakfast with a youth pastor friend this morning. He is in the middle of his first year of ministry. He is energentic, hopeful and wants to see the next generation discover Christ and his Truth. This, in spite of, what sounds like a total lack of support from the church. He is 6 months into this assignment and does not have so much as a computer to work on. He is working his way around that.
He gets lots of ideas and suggestions about how to improve his ministry and grow his numbers. And lots of follow up questions "did you try that idea I gave you?" (He gets no help implementing these ideas, mind you)
No one is asking how he's doing, no one is checking to make sure he is getting enough rest, not working too many hours, no one is asking how is adjusting to life in ministry.
I feel for him...I tried to encourage him...I don't know how well I did...
As I left the diner, I began to reflect upon the community in which I serve. I have always felt supported, encouraged, and valued. I also began to feel guilty for for taking that support for granted. My Sr Pastor meets with me once a week to check in, to answer questions, to get my opinion on things. I have an open invitation to join our elders when I feel I need to or just want to catch them up on youth stuff. I feel Truly blessed that God has placed me in the community he has.