I grew up Christian, but as an adult, it can be very easy to struggle to find where I fit within the church. When I moved back to my hometown during the pandemic, I knew I needed to find my church community again. What I didn’t expect was how quickly one person could make me feel like I belonged. A wonderful leader and neighbor made a point of seeing me come to church every week. Even though my circumstances looked different from many of the people my age, he never made me feel out of place. He welcomed me exactly as… Read More
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One day, a young man approached our pastor, lonely and seeking connection. He wanted to start a young adult group and learn more about following Christ. A few days later, my pastor asked if I would lead it. I hesitated at first. Between my job, managing our small homestead, singing in the choir every Sunday, and serving as the parish hall manager, my plate was already full. But I also knew why he asked. Holding multiple roles at my parish gave me a front-row seat to the quiet hunger young people have for true, faith-filled community. I prayed over the decision for… Read More
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After my wife passed away, the world felt unbearably quiet. She loved gardening more than anything: roses, daisies, tomatoes, even the stubborn little herbs that never cooperated. We used to tend them together on Saturday mornings, coffee cups in hand, talking about everything and nothing. When she was gone, I didn’t know what to do with my hands. Grief makes time slowdown in the cruelest way. Behind our church was a small plot of land no one really paid attention to. The weeds were winning, the soil was tired, and the place looked about how I felt. One morning, without really thinking, I grabbed her gardening… Read More
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At 76, I’m old now, but I’m still perkin’. I’m an extrovert, and I love to welcome people and make them feel at home at church. I’m trying to live a good life and find avenues where I can have an effect. I consider myself a back-slappin’, hand-shakin’, hand-clappin’ kind of guy; a Barnabus. I can build people up, encourage them, and be a friend. I’m a creature of the 50s and 60s where most of my ministry is now, but I taught school and coached for 37 years, so I also love the kids. As I’ve gotten older, what worries… Read More
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I could’ve gone to Nashville. I could’ve made it “big” by the world’s standards. But nothing is quite as fulfilling as playing for God. My personal convictions and His guidance led me to a place where I find solace in “Jammin’ for Jesus”. I come from a family of God-fearing men and women who show their love for Him through worship and praise. Some were even traveling Gospel singers, so I was more than humbled to follow along in their steps, knowing that’s what God wanted for me. Somewhere along the way though, I became distant from my personal calling. I chased what… Read More
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As a young girl, I experienced an unfortunate childhood. Abuse was common inside our home as well as depression. I witnessed that a young girl can't trust anyone, even the people who are the closest. Sexual and physical abuse seeped its way into my life, and I had no one to protect me. Because of many dreadful incidents, my mind was deeply affected. I began to see in a perspective of lust, emptiness and fear. I was young with a tainted reality, an unfortunate teenage girl who sought sin. My life kept spiraling down. I was changing more and more, but… Read More






