"No, no! I won't take any of that stuff. It kills me."

These weren't screams from an asylum… No, they came from a teacher's office.

Terrified like a bull surrounded by Toreros (bullfighters), a hyperactive boy was being encouraged by teachers to finally take his tranquillisers. Exhausted, the boy exclaimed: "I don't need these freakin pills… I need a father".

This is a true story.

The sad part is it didn't just happen once. Like a song on repeat this story reoccurs every day... It characterises an entire generation.

My generation. A fatherless generation that swallows sedatives like kindergarteners go through Smarties. Regardless if churchfolk or not.

What does this have to do with Crosspaint? A lot.

Why? Because behind Crosspaint is a mission that started before YouTube even existed. And yet we are only at the beginning of the journey. A journey that has a wonderful destination. But a journey where there are obstacles, where we will make mistakes and experience disappointments.

And that's why we have to ask ourselves – before climbing the mountain: "Why are we doing this?”

The answer is the tearful boy in the teacher's office. It's the silent cry of a generation seeking glory. Of young people who have everything and yet are nothing. A generation that races towards eternity and still has no peace with the Eternal.

Can you read this story and just shrug it off? Or do you feel like I did when I saw this boy? Pain... deep in your heart. And just like me, you long for a way to reach this generation and make God and His Word great to them again.

Do you have any questions? If you read this story to the end, you will have questions... and hope. Hope, that there is a wonderful solution.