Shane and I were discussing an upcoming Scouting activity. These discussions usually involve me promoting the activity: "Yay Scouts! Go! Have Fun!" and Shane telling me why it will be the worst thing that ever happened to him: "Most of the Scouts don't want to be there. We get thrown together with kids that swear and say obnoxious stuff." (this is not our troop--it's a regional activity--just for the record) This time it went like this:
Me: Maybe you could look for the good in the other scouts--everyone has good qualities. God doesn't make any junk.
Shane: I know God doesn't make any junk but people make themselves into junk. And those Scouts have had 13 years to work on it.