We took our church youth group rappelling Tuesday night. The young men were in charge of the activity and I was glad. It had been a bad day and I really just wanted to go home and pout. But I couldn’t. I had to switch gears and put on my happy face and be excited for the girls. Most were thrilled for the chance at the physical recreation except for one who asked me on the previous Sunday if she had to rappel. “No,” I reassured her, “we won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.”