A High School's Playground

For years I had been struggling to gain a foothold in a part of the world where I felt I belonged. Some of you would agree with me that as society has matured, some of us have stayed behind. Not necessarily have we declined maturity, but more like we just haven't advanced.
I feel the need to say that I have found something I enjoy. A group of kids that are some of the smartest kids I know look like they have been screaming for help. I, in return, have felt God using me to be a part of their lives. Only, why is it when I'm asked to help, suddenly people want to deny the things that they ask?
Gossip spurs the grounds of the church as though it were a high school's play ground. Parents calling saying how they expect more or less. I know it's absolutely ridiculous to think of pleasing them all, for once, can I please just one?
I do know, pleasing God will be my best bet and that is exactly my intent.
A simple "hanging out" with these kids have cost me a wave of speculation of the subject of conversation. It's hardly worth the trouble, only I have made a commitment. At times I think leaving and going to the National Guard will free me of the insanity that surrounds me, but then, would God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit run from such a battle? I think not.
I have been underestimated, overestimated and drug through the dirt at no cost of others, only to myself. Is there no mercy in the hands of humans? Is there no understanding at the thoughts of the church bodies?
What will happen when all is lost in the youth? What will happen when we are all torn between family and duty to God. I've been there too. A tug in one direction and leaping to the other... is one faith and the other pure evil manipulation, or is the opposite?
If I knew these questions, I would be God... but I'm not.