In the second year of my undergrad studies my roommate came in one day and said a peer in her class had unexpectedly died after a short illness. He was our same age, just 21 years old. He was a part of a campus ministry that neither of us were apart of at the time, but they were to host a gathering for all the students he touched to come and process and grieve. My roommate wanted to go, and I agreed to join her in support. It’s a strange experience to go to a memorial of someone you did not know, and a horrible experience to go for someone so young. Sitting in that hall, we were surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of people our own age, filled with an intensity of emotions that only a large gathering of young people seem to be able to bring. But the emotion in that space was not limited to sadness. Stories began to emerge painting a picture of who this young man was. Of the passion with which he loved Jesus. Stories of how encouraged people were to know him. The extravagance that he lived his life with for Jesus. The many many lives he touched because of the God who directed his path. And in response, we sang. We worshiped the Lord because it was the only response that felt right in that room. We worshiped in response to the deep questions, and yet sure steadfastness of the Lord in this space. It was rich and beautiful and even in the depth of tragedy that was present in that room, I didn’t want it to end.

In the midst of the gathering someone came up to the front and after a long silence punctuated by sniffling and sobs, he simply said “This is what Jesus overcame.” This room filled with pain and questions, this collective experience of hurt and sorrow that comes from death – it has been overcome by Jesus. And in that moment something changed in me. I was familiar with verses stating Jesus overcame death by his work on the cross, and I had understood those passages to indicate how we would one day raise to life with Him after earthly death. I had not applied Jesus’ sacrifice to my emotional experience of death. Because of Jesus’s work on the cross, we can experience death differently. Death without despair. Death that reminds us of the hope we have. Mourning death could, dare I say, breed joy. That room held so much sorrow, it could have held tumbled into deep despair. The type of despair that pulls people from the Lord and breeds doubts and questioning of his goodness. Despair that gives way to only destruction. However, because of Jesus overcame death, we can live in that complex space of true sorrow and true hope. The tension of the already and the not yet. His work on the cross not only secures believers new life after death, it shapes the way we emotionally experience death on this earth.

I have never, since that day, been a part of a more complex emotional climate with that many people. It seemed as though polar opposites of human emotional experience were being had simultaneously. The chasm of sorrow, anger, pain and questioning was perfectly balanced with explosive joy, hope and steadfastness in who God promises He is. Death brings sadness and sorrow, Jesus engaged in this emotional experience during his ministry on earth (John 11:33-36). But because Jesus overcame death, there is no room for crippling despair as we process the death of those who believe in Him. Jesus invites us into that complex space to allow for the full spectrum of human emotion and to trust in His work on the cross overcomes even the darkest of moments.

This summer my family and I have experienced these complex emotions with the passing of my grandpa. He was 94 years old and had been experiencing the deterioration of his body for the past several years. This man, who for his whole life, led his family on biking, sailing, and traveling adventures was spending his last years mostly in the same two rooms, shuffling between chair and bed each day. Those words spoke at that gathering almost a decade ago kept resurfacing as I watched my grandpas body change, “This is what Jesus overcame.” The deterioration and failing of this body we are given is an expected part of the human experience, but Jesus ensured death does not shadow the hope we have in him.

As I began to think about the natural break down of our bodies in the end of our lives, Jesus started to work in my heart to view it in a new way. I was tempted to feel only sorrow about my grandpas aging earthly body, and impatience for him to have a renewed body. I wanted him to be spared this waiting time where it seemed he was only giving up things and gaining none. The Lord helped me see what a grace it is that at the end of our lives we are brought to our knees in dependence on Jesus. In the moments that we are closest to seeing His face and hearing Him call our name into a new and glorious existence with him, we are most clearly faced with our dependence on Him. We are never self sufficient even in the physical health of our youth, but our failing bodies give us a clear reminder of this in the end. What a grace that we experience the limitations of our earthly bodies, so that we can engage in faithful anticipation and trust in the one who can redeem them.

Our culture devalues aging, and disability. I have a friend who jokes she doesn’t want to live past 85 because it “just doesn’t look fun”. But what if we saw the changing and deterioration of our bodies as a reminder to posture ourselves before the one who created us, and trust his redemption of this body was won when Jesus gave his body on the cross. For the past several years I watched my grandpa handle each day with grace and stewardship of what time and abilities he was given. He engaged his mind to others and continued to make his family members feel seen, heard, and valued. He ran his race well with the daily bread afforded to him by the Lord.

When I think about my life and the unknown amount of time we are all given, I am faced with the humbling truth that I am not my own. I was bought with a price, the body of Jesus hung on a cross. Because of His sacrifice, the physical deterioration and death of our bodies was overcome. When I witness this decline happen to loved ones who know Jesus, the experience of despair is replaced with hope. It is a grace that we are humbled before the Lord as we age and our bodies begin to fail us. We are stripped of our dependence on self and we are afforded a glimpse of how dependent we are on our creator. My I grow in my ability to see how fully dependent I am on Jesus for every bodily and spiritual need. May I rest in the truth that Jesus has indeed overcome death and I am free to walk in hope towards the arms of my creator.

- Amelia Jones

In my endeavors to grow in personal spiritual formation and to help my daughters grow in praying and applying God's Word, I've come across these two helpful acrostics/acronyms to use as guides. I'm not sure about the origins of HELP, but the APTAT acronym is from pastor and author John Piper.

H  “Hear me lord and answer me for I am poor and needy” ( Psalm 86:1).
E  “Establish my steps in your word” ( Psalm 119:133).
L  “ Let your compassion quickly meet our needs because we are on the brink of despair”
      ( Psalm 79:8).
P  “ Protect me, God, because I take refuge in You (Psalm 16:1).

Admit you can do nothing without GodPray for HelpTrust a specific promiseActThank God for his provision and goodness
Particularly after times of fighting and conflict, I've found the following Scripture Verses especially helpful to meditate on. It is good to meditate and pray through Scripture as we ask God to change our hearts and conform us more into the image of His Son.  

Do nothing out of selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility consider others as more important than yourselves. Everyone should look not to his own interests, but rather to the interests of others (Philippians 2:3-4).

Therefore I, the prisoner in the Lord, urge you to walk worthy of the calling you have received, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, making every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace (Ephesians 4:1-3).

Let all bitterness, anger and wrath, shouting and slander be removed from you, along with all malice. And be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving one another, just as God also forgave you in Christ (Ephesians 4:31-32).

Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, so that you may be healed (James 5:16).

But speaking the truth in love, let us grow in every way into him who is the head —Christ (Ephesians 4:15).

Therefore, brothers and sisters, in view of the mercies of God, I urge you to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God; this is your true worship. Do not be conformed to this age, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may discern what is the good, pleasing, and perfect will of God (Romans 12:1-2).

Love one another deeply as brothers and sisters. Take the lead in honoring one another (Romans 12:10).

Rejoice in hope; be patient in affliction; be persistent in prayer (Romans 12:12).

Rejoice with those who rejoice; weep with those who weep. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud; instead, associate with the humble. Do not be wise in your own estimation (Romans 12:15-16).

For you were called to be free, brothers and sisters; only don’t use this freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, but serve one another through love (Galatians 5:13).

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,  gentleness, and self-control. The law is not against such things. Now those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live by the Spirit, let us also keep in step with the Spirit. Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another (Galatians 5:22-26).

And let us consider one another in order to provoke love and good works (Hebrews 10:24).

- Daniel Englehart

Over a decade ago, I heard an elderly British gentleman by the name of Stuart Briscoe speak
some very influential words at Capernwray Bible School in northern England. When he was a
young recruit in the Royal Marines he received some words of wisdom from a captain in the
Royal Artillery. Upon hearing of Stuarts recruitment, the captain said “Make absolutely certain
you nail your colors to the mast.” He went on to explain that historically, when marine ships set
out they raised the flag, or the colors, of the king or queen up the mast to indicate whose
authority they sail under and whom they serve. But if they were defeated and had to surrender,
they would lower the colors of the sovereign and raise the white flag in surrender. But some
weathered captains would, upon initial raising of the colors, send someone up the mast with a
hammer and nails, and nail the colors to the mast. The concept being, as followers of Christ, we
should be so loyal to his rule and reign in our lives that we are willing to declare his sovereignty
our lives and be unwilling to dethrone him. As Stuart explained, “It means when you go into a
new situation the first thing you do is let people you whose you are and whom you serve, the
longer you leave it the harder it will become. Once you identify your colors, whose authority
you sail under, keep it there. Nail your colors to the mast.” Practically, I think this looks like
speaking words that clearly align us with Christ, early on and often, in all relationships.

When we nail our colors to the mast it involves risk. When a captain nails his colors to the mast,
there is no removal of the colors to navigate hostile waters unmarked, to slip by under the
radar. There is no surrender, no ability to remove the colors and raise the white flag. When we
proclaim our allegiance to Jesus clearly to the world around us, that changes the way we are
viewed and holds us accountable to what we have declared.

However, the permanency of nailing your colors to the mast is also a great freedom. Once your
non-Christian co-workers, family and friends know you are a Christian, you are free to bring up
God into your normal conversations because it is no longer a surprise. It can take some of the
nervousness away of bringing Jesus up in conversation. You can share deeply about how your
church family has encouraged you lately. You can express joy over a new worship album you
have been listening to. You can freely demonstrate what a life in Christ is like, because they
already know whose allegiance you sail under. And all of these seemingly small conversations
that give the glory back to God demonstrate to others how influential Jesus is in our lives.
Lukewarm Christianity is not winning anyone to Christ. Colossians 3:17 says “And whatever you
do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the
Father through him.” Words and deeds. We are captivated by the gospel because of the love
and actions of the person of Jesus. Allowing your words and actions to be clearly motivated by
and tied to your love for Jesus, reveals the transforming person of Christ to the watching world.

I recently had new neighbors move in next door in my condo building. With anticipation and
excitement, I had several conversations with them over the first few weeks, getting to know
how social they were and gauging how willing they would be to build a friendship. I spend a lot
of time on my deck in the summer, both because its lovely, and to be available for
conversations with my neighbors. One of these nights I was on the deck my neighbor popped out and asked if I had eaten dinner, and if I’d like to join them. Hooray! A literal open door. We
ate and talked for hours into the night and at one point, God came up. An offhanded and joking
comment was made about the nature of God and how he could not possibly be loving due to all
of the suffering in the world. I knew in that moment there was an opportunity. To laugh along
and let the comment slide away would, in my neighbor’s eyes, align me with her worldview. So
instead I stopped, took a breath, and nailed my colors to the mast. With my heart pounding I
responded to her joke with empathy and a statement of my faith and how my worldview in
Christ allows me to see suffering in a different light. Phew, I did it! Now to see how they
respond. My comment led to my neighbors vulnerably sharing an overview of their spiritual
journeys, and allowed me to listen and hold space for their experiences. What a gift! I now have
more of an understanding of where they come from and can continue to share my experience
and listen to theirs as we grow in friendship. There no guessing or beating around the bush
now. There is a freedom to speak clearly about the way Christ influences my life as I live it out
with my neighbors.

Nailing our colors to the mast is not just about witness to those who don’t yet know Jesus, it is
also encouraging to those already in Gods family. Some of my very closest and most
encouraging Christian friendships came from speaking up early on in my college classes to
indicate that I was a Christian. I nailed my colors to the mast when I spoke up and labeled
myself as a believer early on in my undergrad degree cohort. Soon after, I was approached by a
peer who said she also was a believer. We would go on to be very close friends, and eventually
housemates for two years, we still connect and encourage each other to this day. That friend
and I found another person in our cohort was a Christian and the three of us began to gather
and pray regularly for our professors and our cohort, something our other peers were aware of.
Not only was this encouraging for us, but when questions of religious nature arose in class, we
were consulted and happy to discuss. This transparency led to greater freedom to share the
Christian worldview and demonstrate the power of Christ in our lives amidst the culture of this
liberal arts college.

We are called to be set apart as followers of Jesus (1 Peter 2:9). We are not to be ashamed of
him (Romans 1:16). We are empowered to live differently by Christ’s love. We are tasked with
doing this in word and deed (Colossians 3:17). We are to nail our colors to the mast. There are
people around you who have never seen a life lived openly for Christ. There are Christians
around you who would be encouraged by your outspoken transparency of faith. The Lord is
willing and able to guide you through tough conversations and embolden you to speak his
name.

- Amelia Jones

For the past 50 years the field of psychology has significantly influenced our understanding of anxiety.  It was in the 1980s that the American Psychological Association coined the term “anxiety disorder”.  If you were to ask the average person on the street to explain what anxiety is, you’d likely get a mix of answers that range from things like, “it’s a medical disease” “or “it’s when you worry a lot”. If you asked a professional in the field of psychology to explain anxiety, they would tell you, “Clinical anxiety is excessive worry and concern that goes for longer than 2 weeks and significantly impairs an individual’s ability to function in their daily life”. As you can see there is a myriad of answers to what anxiety is, which often lead to a wide variety of fixes for anxiety.  Some of the more common treatments for anxiety include, but are not limited to:
•Talk therapy
•Medication
•Meditation
•Diet and exercise changes

I was recently reading through the latest issue of, “Psychology Today” and I came across an article from a veteran journalist talking about how he treated his panic disorder (for those of you who don’t know, panic disorder falls under the umbrella of anxiety diagnoses).  This journalist detailed when his panic disorder started and when it really took shape.  He discussed all the different treatments he tried and how they inevitably failed.  He went on to discuss how he got connected with a psychologist who created a program that treated panic and anxiety disorders, among other things in a very unconventional and controversial way; he treats them with controlled dosing of ketamine.  Ketamine is very similar to PCP.  Without going into a long medical and chemical explanation of what ketamine does and how it interacts with the body, you see an example of someone going to great lengths to address his panic disorder.  At the end of the article the author said the experience taught him to, “trust his brain more”.  I decided that I would read one more article from that issue of Psychology Today that was addressing the “real” reason your anxiety exists and likely persists.  The article was focused on the inner workings of a persons’ gut health and if they could dial that in, they would see a great reduction in their anxiety symptoms.   You can see that the field of psychology has lots of possible explanations and answers for anxiety, but nothing that works across the board for everyone.  

I’ve spent the last decade counseling people in a mental health setting and what I can definitively say is that those with anxiety lack hope; and it was this thought that made me ask, “what role does hope play in treating anxiety?”  I decided to Google this question and to my surprise there were thousands of search results from all kinds of sources. Many mainstream media outlets and well-respected universities all agreed that “hope” played a significant role in the treatment of anxiety.  What was hard to discern was what were these sources saying the individual with anxiety should be putting their hope in.  One university source said that hope was critical in treating anxiety but did not define what hope looks like or where it comes from.  Some of the other sources said that hoping in yourself was key.  From a cursory glance, it seems like many people and secular sources all agree that the element of hope is necessary albeit critical to treating someone with anxiety, but they don’t know how to define hope or say that it comes from within.  While I do agree that hope is critical for someone with anxiety, I do not agree that anyone of us can manufacture hope or that it is hiding in us, and we just need to dig a little deeper to find it.  To say that hope resides within us, puts an emphasis on the “self” and communicates an entirely different gospel.  Scripture teaches that hope can only be found within Christ (Eph 1:7).  So, while psychology the gospel of self, Scripture proclaims the Gospel of Christ.  Which leads me into my overall point on value, its impact on anxiety and its role in the proliferation of hope.  When we find our value and significance in anything other than Christ, we become blind to God’s provision and we lose sight of our true identity and this results in blindly seeking answers for our anxiety from alternative sources, which often don’t alleviate it but exacerbate it.

The psychological field is constantly teaching that we are to find our value and ultimately our hope within ourselves; that’s why you hear things like, “self-love, self-acceptance, self-forgiveness”. The emphasis is on the self and finding value there.  In my many years of work, I have never seen anyone successfully love, accept, and forgive themselves more and find their value.  All these strategies have short-term effects and that is why so many remain in counseling for long periods of time; they have been promised that if they can unlock their true potential and find their value, they will produce a life that is worth living and enjoyable. Finding your primary value in yourself does not lead to less anxiety, but to more.

Scripture, however, is not silent on anxiety, where anxiety comes from, what it does and what our responses should be.  We see in Matthew 6:25 Jesus saying to the crowds, “Therefore I tell you do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on.”  Jesus knows our proclivity to worry about all kinds of things and he knows our desire to be god of our lives and he is addressing this in v25-34.  Anxiety does at least three things in a person’s life:
1. Rob you of the ability to see God’s provision in your life.
2. Rob you of joy.
3. Rob you of your identity and value

At the core for most of us is the desire to control our lives and the belief that God does not have our best in mind.  This is the original sin we see all the way back in Genesis 3; the belief that God does not care about or is indifferent to you and your life.  This mindset often leads to us taking control of our lives and steering it in a direction that is usually more destructive than good and when our navigation of our own life yields more anxiety and less success, rather than course correct and head back towards Christ we continue our destructive path determined to make it work.  This thinking and actions are what blind us to God’s provision and from this comes a lack of joy, loss of value, loss of identity and the solidifying of anxiety.
Our value comes from God in two specific ways:
1. Being made in God’s Image
2. Jesus dying on the cross for you

Being made in the image of God inherently comes with value, dignity and worth. Additionally, you are so valuable that Jesus gave up his life for yours so you could have hope for daily living and hope eternally.  God is not hiding your value somewhere and you need to just need to unlock it with the right tools; but God shows how valuable you are as an image bearer and someone that Christ died for.  As I said before our value and hope does not come from within ourselves, but it comes through Christ, and we are to daily seek after him with urgency.  We are to seek after him like we are meeting with a dear friend that we can’t wait to see.  Jesus says in v33, “Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness and all these things will be added to you.”  

You will face all kinds of anxiety in your life and the goal is not to live a life that is free of anxiety, but rather live a life that is marked with unrelentless seeking of the one who loves you and holds your soul together.  This my friends is where you find your value, this is where you find your hope.

Seek Christ diligently in prayer.
Seek Christ urgently in Scripture.
Seek Christ fervently in community.

- Christian Bringolf MA LMHC

I am a morning person. Assuming I have gotten adequate sleep, I wake up  feeling energized, anticipating the day’s events, and clear headed. I have learned,  especially in recent years, how important it is to harness my mornings and prioritize habits that spiritually form me and allow space to be still before the Lord. If I don’t  intentionally order my mornings to offer myself to God, then I find I offer myself to other gods like productivity, selfishness, and people pleasing and my day is set on a markedly different path.    

Each morning, I snooze my alarm once (or maybe twice), roll out of bed and, on most days, immediately make the bed. This small act at the very beginning of my day helps remind me to partner with God to create order out of chaos. This is an idea that has stuck with me ever since I read it in Tish Harrison Warren’s book, Liturgy of the Ordinary. She discusses how the first thing God did in creation was to hover over the dark and formless waters and speak order into it (Genesis 1:1-5). When I make my bed in the morning I acknowledge that God is the one who orders my day, and it reminds me of his invitation to partner with him in that. He desires to bring order out of chaos, and sometimes that requires me examining and acknowledging the chaos in my  heart, and inviting him into it, before rushing into the day ahead.    

Mornings are a time of transition. Transition from the peace of sleep into a world of stimulus and distraction. Transition out of the previous day's events, emotions and experiences. Transition into what may be a busy schedule, or an anticipated activity. But there is an opportunity in this liminal space, a choice to intentionally process yesterday, and prepare for what is next. It is this transitional space that I invite Jesus  into. It is where I feel most able to see myself and to see God clearly. I create the space to behold Jesus, re-center my thoughts and heart on the gospel. As I battle the shame of yesterday's sins I remind myself that I am forgiven, for his mercies are in fact new every single morning. It is not as though these realizations cannot take place at other times of the day, but I think there is something sacred about this transitional time.    

The Bible speaks many times on the concept of giving back to God the first fruits of  everything we have been given (Deuteronomy 26:10-11). This concept is something  that has stuck with me as I build my morning routines. The first fruits of my time each day is my morning. I see the difference between offering the first fruits of my day to the  Lord, and offering the first fruits of my day to my selfish desires. It is my sinful desire to  serve self when I neglect the presence of God in the morning. When I wake up and my head is full of thoughts regarding work, plans later or chores I need to get done, and I instead open my planner in place of my Bible, my day starts off in a frenzied state. Wondering how I will ever get everything done, thinking about the steps I need to take  to accomplish my goals. And the longer I spend thinking about myself and my day in the  morning the harder it gets to retreat back into that transitional space where I can lay down my burdens, pick up Christ's promises and behold Him.    

Often times I feel tempted to skip over this morning time because I know it will bring up the challenging emotions. The hurt I felt about a conversation from yesterday that I had previously brushed aside. The unprocessed grief I keep shoving down. I know in that quiet space the Spirit will bring to mind sin that I need to repent of. I know it will be a space where the Lord has to lovingly chip away at my rough edges. These quiet mornings are when I decide which burdens I will attempt to carry with me throughout the day, and which I will lay at the feet of Jesus. So I create space to simply behold Him, to listen.    

When I create space in my morning to spend time, journaling, praying and reading the word, I find his voice clearer and his presence close. It is in these moments of safety when I feel the freest to express the emotions that I am feeling. Expressing emotions is not a strong suit of mine. Especially negative emotions. I find myself more able to feel negative or sad emotions in these morning times with the Lord as he gently coaxes out the beliefs and feelings behind them. I have been growing lately in my ability to trust that God moves towards me in my emotions and mess. That he wants to hear my cries, whether they be joyful or full of sorrow. I am reading stories in the Bible through a new lens, where Jesus expresses deep emotions, acknowledging that even Jesus had and expressed emotions to God and his community. Sometimes it takes me days to understand why I am feeling emotions and, through prayer and journaling, God may reveal to me what is behind it as I sit in them with him.    

Allowing God into to my emotions each morning has been a transformative, scary, and beautiful experience. However, I am prone to pride, and sometimes assume I can carry myself through the day. That sitting in my emotions is a waste of time and not what God wants from me. So I avoid giving God the first fruits of my time. I get caught up in my to do list and I start my day before recognizing the one who is ultimately in charge of my time. Those days are hectic. Those days are long. Those are the days I struggle to identify my own emotions and relate well to others. And when those days turn into weeks, I sometimes lose myself. And when those weeks in the past have turned into months, they are seasons of my life where I have felt most distant from God.    

I believe we are creatures of routine, and God made us to live within boundary lines and order. My morning routine in which I behold my savior is one of the most important routines I could engage in. Even though I know this, some days it is still a struggle to choose it. But despite the daily struggle, I have never once regretted offering my first fruits to the Lord.  

Whether it’s ten minutes or two hours, the Lord is gracious to not withhold his presence.  
He is able to hold me in the emotions that arise in that space.  
He is merciful to correct and rebuke me when I bring my sins and repentance to him.  
He is faithful to encourage and delight in me, every morning.

- Amelia Jones

1 Thessalonians 5:11 (ESV)
Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.

Welcome to our church blog!

Followers of Jesus are called to encourage one another. We are instructed to give grace to those who hear. We are called to teach and edify one another. One of the ways that we can apply these instructions as a church is through a blog. My hope for the blog is to provide a space where we can encourage one another, tell stories of God’s grace in our lives, teach and share lessons we’ve learned, and strengthen one another’s faith. I pray that by the grace of God, this blog would build up your faith and encourage you.  

Ephesians 4:29 (NASB)
Let no unwholesome word come out of your mouth, but if there is any good word for edification according to the need of the moment, say that, so that it will give grace to those who hear.

Colossians 3:16 (ESV)
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God.

1 Thessalonians 2:8 (CSB)
We cared so much for you that we were pleased to share with you not only the gospel of God but also our own lives, because you had become dear to us.

Hebrews 10:23-25 (ESV)
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.

Romans 15:14 (CSB)
My brothers and sisters, I myself am convinced about you that you also are full of goodness, filled with all knowledge, and able to instruct one another.

If you'd like to share a story, write a piece for the blog, or want help to grow as a communicator, please reach out to me at daniel@themountainchurch.org

- Daniel Englehart