This is what’s saving my life this month

It sounds dire and like the most serious thing there is when you say ‘this is what’s saving my life’. Yes, perhaps it’s a little dramatic. But then again, maybe these things are  saving us more than realize. If this is your first time to my blog, know that the only one who can literally save my life is Jesus. He saves me. Every. Day. There are a few things that...

Out of Sync with Advent

If there are Advent rules, we’ve broken one. Right from the start, we’re out of sync. Advent begins the fourth Sunday before Christmas but when Christmas is on Sunday….hmmm. I went with the thought that of course Christmas counts so Advent begins the first Sunday in December this year. It will end on Christmas day. Perfect. Only, it seems most churches that celebrate Advent (maybe all of them?) began last...

Learning that Sabbath isn’t a day but a person

by Jaime Riefer It feels like we are always making excuses to not rest. We talk about sabbath as a lifestyle rather than a day off. We stand on our soap boxes explaining that Jesus was the Lord of the Sabbath; sabbath was made for humankind, not humankind for sabbath. As people of freedom we are not bound by the constraints of forced and required do-nothingness. We do not abide...

Church: Is it just a word?

Church is defined by Webster as “a building for public and especially Christian worship”. However, if I had to a guess, when you hear the word “church,” that’s probably not what comes to mind. Whether you’ve gone to church since you were days old, you are new to the whole “church scene,” or you’ve been there, done that, never going again — we all have our own definitions of church....

In Search of the Perfect Church

by Lindsey Cornett A year and a half ago, our family packed up a giant yellow Penske truck and moved from Florida to Michigan. A lot has been challenging about this transition: adjusting to new schedules and routines, living far from family, making new friends, finding a replacement for my beloved Publix and living months at a time with no Chick-Fil-A sandwiches. In many ways, the most challenging element of...

Jesus Isn’t Just for Church People

It’s a bit complicated to describe our congregation. Some would say they’re a captive audience. While that description makes me flinch, it’s not all wrong. The residents in this six-month rehabilitation program are required to attend our Sunday service. A spiritual component is part of their recovery along with individual and group counseling, recreation, and work. We have a congregation of all men. Most of them are addicts. Their church...

Why I decided to leave the church

guest post by Heather Enright Like a lot of little girls born to Bible belt parents, I’ve been in the church since I was in-utero. I did the gold star charts for memorizing Bible verses AND bringing your Bible. I did Sunday and Wednesday nights, church potlucks, WWJD bracelets, Psalty records and Carmen concerts. Been there, done that. Got the t-shirt. Lately, things have been turned on their head. I...

How to do church right

I wanted so badly to do it right. Whatever the Christian life looked like, I wanted to represent it well. A people-pleaser by nature with perfectionist tendencies, I knew that if I could just find the hidden list of do’s and don’ts of the church, I’d be set. I’d memorize it, practice it, and ace the Christian test. I would make Jesus, and those around me watching, proud. It took...

Have you chosen the best path?

There is a wide path between the ball fields and lake near our home. It is level and solid and straight. You can see clearly, making sure each step is firm. My parents were my trusted guides on the path called life. They were ahead of me on the journey. They knew areas that could be tricky and they helped me navigate the way. They walked with with me and surrounded...

Church: What it is and what it can be

I remember the creaky, wooden benches; three or more connected together but also folded. These makeshift pews lined up on the hard floor of this old building that  today would be called a church plant. There was a large picture of the founder of our denomination hanging in the activity room. With his long white beard, I thought he might also be Santa Clause. I was 4. There was a lot...