Where's My Faith?

We just returned from the first night of worship for the youth Uprising event...and let's just say it wasn't much like church as we're used to it. Not because the music was loud and the lyrics were different but rather because it was truly worship. Kids were jumping up and down, singing loud and proud, and raising their hands in sold out worship. They were worshipping with faith. They worshiped in a way that declared their belief that God is exactly who He says He is...a Holy God who is worthy of our praise and adoration. He is worthy to be shouted for, He is worthy to have our hands lifted high in surrender to. He is GOD and these teenagers have the faith to just take Him at His word, however....and this is a big however.....some of these same teens will come to church with us the following Sunday and keep their hands at their side as they sing quietly un-engaged. Tonight I asked my self why that is? God didn't change, He remains the same for the following Sunday, they likely will not change by then either. So what is it? Ya know what?It's us! I am the reason they worship differently. I am the one who slowly hinders their faith. These teens who one night before were boldly praising their God are now sitting in a room full of adults who have found more important things to worship...their jobs, their materials, their money, themselves. I am one of those adults who hinders the faith of our youth and it is sad. So, tonight I find myself asking "where did my faith go?" How have I let Satan enter in and steal it away? I don't even know when it happened because Satan is really good with a slow fade and before you know it I'm sitting in a room full of faith filled people and I see the contrast. So, this afternoon I would have told you I was passionately following the Lord but after seeing the contrast, tonight I would have a different answer. Where's my faith...not sure, but I'm going to find it again!