Slammed Shut I slammed the door in the pastor’s face. I’d had it. I didn’t want flowers, cards, or phone calls in my hospital room, and I most certainly, didn’t want a visit from the pastor. Hours away from giving birth, I wanted to be left alone. How was the church going to help me?...
"When faith’s foundation is Christ, not the pandemic crises of life or even the gates of Hell can shake it."
A recurring thought in both my prep and reading for last Sunday’s service centered upon this urgent question given our current status with Coronavirus in this nation and beyond: “How are we to be the church when church is cancelled?” We dug into this last Sunday, but believe a summary review might be an encouragement...
Relying on God’s Grace With three children about to fly the nest, I have much experience in the trenches as a parent. What I know for sure is that parenting is the toughest, most heart wrenching, yet most rewarding job there is. Too often as a parent I am tempted to focus on my imperfections...
