Being Born Anew in Lent.

Leaving the Land of the Dead. I think this is where I have been in my reflections this Lenten season, particularly as I look at myself and encourage you to look deeply at our life, too. For those who read my blog, you will note that I have done a lot of soul searching this season to try to make myself a better person. To let go of old wounds. To find happiness again. To lessen the need for the harness I know as depression. I have tried to be a better man, a stronger priest, more loving and more lovely.  It hasn’t been easy, and I know when the Easter sun flushes my face again, I will have failed to complete this year’s goals, but I also know that I will be a somewhat better person, at least to some small degree for all my effort and introspection.
So, this is what the Season of Lent is about for me, at least for this year. It is about being born again, to steal a phrase from my Protestant friends. It is, at its core, about following the path of death to resurrection, about actively participating in Jesus’ passion and what the world sees as His final journey, but those of us who know Him well, also know it can not and will not be the end.
It is about becoming somewhat more concrete in our thinking and actions, as some of us may need to die to specific things in our lives in order to find the Christ again, such as a behavior that has become destructive, or to a relationship that has ended or gone bad, to an unresolved grief or hurt, or to a stage in our life that it is just time to leave.
Look, I am living proof – and my life has always been – that it is possible to leave the land of the dead and find life anew. So, yes, the journey of Lent is always about being born again; it is about dying and rising, about mortality and transformation, about the willingness to change, to let go, to find God, and to live as something new.
I love the image today. It reminds me of my own tears and the rips in the fabric that has become me. But, then if you notice, there is present the One who mends me. His hands making me stronger and more beautiful, as He binds my wounds, and balms my deep gashes, and then I discover, even with the imperfections of my scars, that I am better because of my past. Therefore, that I live and celebrate and embrace the scars of my past, and in doing so, I am whole because of the One who made me and leads me to change, as He loves me all the more…
May we all use these final days of Lent to experience all that internal transformation that is at the center of the Christian life to welcome the experience being born again.

Franciscan Moments @ Saint Miriam: March 5, 2018

The Sin of Prejudice.

So, last week, I did something I never did before in my weekly devotion, I used an image. This week, I am called to do something new, once again, I am writing a devotion and a blog! (Hence the title, too!) You see, I had an entire devotion written and ready to post. Then came the call. I scrapped it, and now this will serve as both my devotion and my blog. Yes, it is that important.

Yesterday afternoon, I had a woman who left me not one, but four voicemail messages, then subsequently called me on my cell phone two more times, and ended with an email. I called her back, despite my reservations. It went to voicemail! Enter aggravation.

The woman began her messages by stating she was ‘the mother of a bride.’ These never go well. You see, I have learned that brides and grooms need to do their own work, make their own way, and place family and friends out of the main commerce lanes when planning their wedding. When a parent calls me, it is normally because they are interfering or intervening! In either case, not good, and my antenna goes up quickly! Enter this woman yesterday.

In my voicemail to her, I began by thanking her for the voicemails (all six of them!) and stated clearly that Mondays are normally my full day off. I thought, perhaps, she would take the hint and leave me be. I was wrong. She returned my call.

The woman was very nice and began to explain that her daughter came from a very Catholic family, but decided to marry someone this coming July (yes, this July!) and that they could not find a priest to officiate the wedding ceremony. She gave me the date and I began to discuss this with her when she then dropped into the conversation that her daughter was “no longer practicing and had not been to Mass since her Confirmation”, and, to make it even more complicated, she was marrying a confirmed atheist! I told her I understood and that ‘love is love, but to have a priest present where not only one, but more than likely both parties would not view the sacrament, was probably not a good idea and something that I would have to pass on. She then began to literally beg me to change my mind and told me that she discussed it with her daughter and ‘all would be well.’ I almost relented when she then began to discuss the differences between the Roman Church and us.

She berated me that we accepted gays and lesbians and then told me that we should not allow people to marry without being sure they are committed and go through PreCana. I rebutted by reminding her of Pope Francis’ own words on loving and accepting gay and lesbian people, as well as him marrying a couple, impromptu, on an airplane! She replied that he was just wrong on that and she was sure he regretted his actions, and then told me that she and her husband have two gay friends and that they “understand because they are ‘not normal’ they can never be Catholic.”

Needless to say, I told her that I found her words to be not only hurtful and unchristian, but ignorant. She has bigger issues! After all, I reminded her, she has a daughter about to marry an atheist on a beach in New Jersey!

I will never understand prejudice. I will never get hate. I will certainly never get both coming from a Christian, and a practicing Catholic. It is against everything we are called to be. It is contrary to to the Gospel. It is a shame. Jesus wept yesterday, and I am sure that if He had been in this woman’s home, as He was last Sunday throwing tables over inside the temple, there would be not a dish unbroken!

Part of our sinful nature includes a false sense of pride and it is the sin of pride that we find working in much of our prejudices. We find it very tempting to exalt ourselves in order to be thought well of, or accomplished, or better than the normal person. This is a sin that must be dealt within ourselves and with God’s Spirit in us; but when we shoot harmful arrows at others (either in our thoughts or vocally, as this mother did), categorizing them as “less than ourselves” and that they will surely reap God’s judgment, we all fail. Perhaps we think that God will never deal with us, as He has to deal with others because we feel our prejudices not so bad. But this is our old nature and God accepts nothing of our old life. He is removing from us everything of our old life and it is part of our growth in Christ to see that our prejudices are put to death by becoming more Christ like. This woman, and many of us, have a long way to go.

Faith tells Christians that God is at work at every moment in an individual’s life and at every moment of human history, and to reject this truth is to harm others, and that is not only not Christian, it is inhumane.

Women and men suffering from leprosy were perhaps the most universally despised social group in St. Francis’ day. The Lord led St. Francis to recognize them as his brothers and sisters. His respect for them as equals in God’s creation brought peace to these afflicted ones.

Peace is a gift from God. Human actions that cooperate with God’s grace promote peace in the world. Those that reject the godliness of others, harm the very fabric of God and humanity. That is something I will never accept at Saint Miriam, while I am pastor. I pray you will not either.

This is Lent and a time of change and introspection. Let us pray that what happened to me will not happen to others. Let us pray for those who harbor hatred in their hearts, because that is not of Jesus. It is not of us here.

And, no, I will not be celebrating this wedding.



From Seed to Growth.


Few times in our Christian year call us to reflect on transformational change like the Season of Lent leading us all as one community toward the sunrise of a new Easter. Springtime is lush with rebirth, new beginnings, and new growth. Too often, however, we want to race to Easter, and the Resurrection of Christ, without fully embracing the Lenten process that leads there. That is why I have been asking all of us to take time to slow down, to pray, reflect, and to allow for change.

You see, Lent reflects the forty days that Jesus wandered in the wilderness, as He was tempted by Satan in readiness for a ministry destined to end in tragedy. Few of us can relate to the level of sacrifice and commitment that Jesus displayed in those forty days, and yet, that is exactly what Lent provides each of us: an opportunity to deepen our spirituality by engaging in regular discipline from Ash Wednesday through Easter Sunday. The wilderness — the desert days of Lent — is the true path toward spiritual transformation and inward change.

This process of change and reflection must also be done by the greater Church and each and within every parish. That is why, at Saint Miriam, we are making some changes, too, after much prayer, reflection, and discernment. We decided to look at what has been working, what resources are being expended, where there is a noted lack of participation or engagement, and which are bearing little fruit. These changes are a continual movement toward bringing to you those things that deepen your spiritual life with us.

Therefore, starting March 1st, we have revamped the weekly schedule and some of our small group opportunities. Please be mindful of these changes as we move into March and beyond.

  • Mass times on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 12:15pm are eliminated.


New Thursdays Schedules:

  • Confession will be Thursdays from 4:00pm – 5:00pm
  • Rosary will be Thursdays at 5:15pm
  • Mass will be Thursdays from 5:30pm – 6:00pm
  • Adoration and Benediction will be Thursdays from 6:00 – 7:00pm
  • Stations of the Cross (Lent only) at 6:00pm with no Adoration during Lent (outside the 12/24 Hour Devotional)


Small Group Changes include:

  • The Women of Saint Miriam, Second Sunday at 10:30 am in Undercroft Fellowship Hall
  • Imperfect Spirituality Group, Third Sundays at 12:00 Noon in Betsy and Walter Dinner Room
  • First Encounter Prayer Group, Second Monday at 6:30pm in Betsy and Walter Diener Room


We will be introducing a time to pray the Rosary to our Blessed Mother on Sundays after we get through Easter, too, with the help of Deacon Pat. And, Father John Connors will be balancing his time at the parish as well as pursuing his Chaplaincy certification. That means he will be spending a little less time at Saint Miriam during the week, but his weekend hours and Mass duties will remain the same as Parochial Vicar. Also, I have granted Father John Francis Trubina my blessing to form a ‘mission parish’ of Saint Miriam in Wilmington, DE, as well as continuing to build a new ministry for us entitled Sacred Space, an outreach to the homeless population! He will still remain as an Assisting Priest with his current duties for First Friday Mass and two weekends each month at Saint Miriam, here at our main campus. These are very exciting times for us and we will impact more and more people with the love that we are as Saint Miriam!

There is a compelling metaphor I came across that may help us all to embrace needed change and prevent us from pushing so quickly toward Easter. It is the metaphor of the seed. You might remember that Jesus began his teaching ministry with the parable of the sower in the Gospel of Matthew, and referred to seeds, fruit, and branches, throughout His ministry. To see the metaphor of Christian growth contained in a seed is to learn valuable lessons about change and transformation. Growth is not the purpose of a seed, but a means to an end. Unless seeds give rise to new seeds, they fail to fulfill their God-given purpose. Transformation never happens for its own sake. Change happens always to lead us to a new place and renewed purpose. Growth occurs that we might not only know more, but that we might do more. Seeds are judged, ultimately, on the fruit that they bear; and so shall we.

I pray that the lessons of the seed help us see Lent, then, not as an awful or dreary time of sacrifice and denial, but as a time of preparation, anticipation, and needed change. This preparation will make us better equipped for the work to which God calls us and anticipation of the fullness of life that God promises.

Off we go toward Easter, but first we dwell for a bit on the work of change in order to prepare our hearts and strengthen our mission.

The Temptation to Hate, Even in Lent.


Someone close to me received a text message from someone now removed from their life that read that our parish is home to ‘murderers, thieves, conmen, and rapists’. Yes, I agree, and I am proud of that fact.

Look, to be clear, I am not aware of anyone – other than myself, of course – that has transgressed the law or found their way to the wrong side of a set of jail bars over some youthful stupidity. But, it doesn’t matter. I don’t care. Yes, that’s right! I don’t care who did what or when or even to whom, as long as they sought forgiveness, repented, and became better creations to work for God and the Kingdom to come. I don’t care who is divorced, or gay, or unwanted, or rejected. I don’t care who was ever homeless, or immoral, or inadequate for others. I don’t care who they sleep with or who sleeps with them. Jesus was the One who was always preaching about love, tolerance, and forgiveness. In that, I follow His lead, and in doing so, I now know that God often calls the most unlikely, the most broken, the most rejected to lead the change needed to become better followers, a better church, a better faithful people.

To prove my point, we must all pause in this holy season and ask ourselves, ‘why’? Why do it this way? Why choose the broken and not the famous? Why choose them from before birth to be an apostle of Christ? Look at Paul! God allowed him to sink into wicked and violent opposition to Christ, a tax collector and an abuser of profit, and then save him dramatically and decisively on the Damascus road! Why? Because God often acts in ways that are not our ways. God is in control. God calls. God builds. That is good enough for me. It should be good enough for you, too.

I have been the object of ridicule, scorn, gossip, innuendo, backstabbing, misunderstanding, verbal assault, and outright abuse. I have also been the recipient of overwhelming love, unconditional support, and the most amount of respect I have ever received by those of you who call Saint Miriam home. That is not something you find in most parishes, if any at all. That is worth celebrating. You see, we follow Jesus; plain and simple. And, as we do, we love others, even ‘murderers, thieves, conmen, and rapists’, and yes, people like me.

So, here we are in the beginning of our annual Stewardship Appeal. It is time to ask ourselves why. Why support this parish and no others? Why do we welcome even the most broken? How does our radical welcome and warmth betray the world’s confidence and understanding, but simultaneously follows that radical example of Christ, whom we follow, worship, and adore?

We often say that we believe that “God’s light shines brightest through our cracks.” Don’t let that love fade. What we have is simply too limited.

Blessed Lent.


Shall We Journey to Be Better People…On Our Knees?


Today we begin our Lenten Journey. Today, we should look to become better people. Today we ask God to help us to be more merciful and loving, just like our Father in Heaven and the way our Lord, Jesus, taught us to be as a people of faith.

You see, mercy doesn’t have room for hatred or resentment; neither does love. Mercy asks us to forgive, even when we believe the person doesn’t ‘deserve’ to be forgiven, and love asks us to love, not because someone has ‘earned’ our love, but because we are dedicated to making love a part of our character. Even the most unlovable should be lovely to our hearts. This means we are to love even when someone is difficult to love. But, because we are human, to be merciful and loving is difficult to understand, and even harder to put into action. Enter Lent.

During this Lenten holy time, let us each take a serious look into our lives. Are there people in our lives we have not truly forgiven? How about ourselves? Have we been able to forgive ourselves for a past action or event or hurt? If so, let us ask God to take these relationships in our lives to reshape our hearts into hearts of love and mercy, even when it needs to be directed inwardly. Let us also ask ourselves this question: Have we hurt someone and not asked for forgiveness? Although we are called to have mercy and forgive those without being asked for forgiveness, saying ‘I’m sorry’ never hurts. It is never too late to apologize. Finally, let us recommit to God a portion of what we have been so generously given for this year’s Stewardship Appeal.
How might we support the work of this parish and God’s holy Church better this time of year? Do we recognize that what we have, we never really owned in the first place?
Our Lenten Prayer…

Dear God,

As we begin our Lenten journey, create in us hearts of mercy and love. Help guide us in acknowledging people in our lives whom we need to forgive. Help us to forgive even ourselves. Help us also recognize those whom we have hurt. Give us the courage and strength to not only give forgiveness but to also ask for forgiveness. Help us to be more generous toward others, toward You, and toward our parish.

In your name,



Of Chocolates and Ashes: What to do this Valentine’s Day!



Yes, it is true! Ash Wednesday and Valentine’s Day fall on the very same day this year, something that has not occurred since 1945!

So, how do we address the conflict between the joy of St. Valentine’s Day and the somberness of Ash Wednesday when the observance of Ash Wednesday requires fasting in many traditions, and Valentine’s Day is a time for celebrating love, often by eating out and giving candy?

As Catholic Christians, Ash Wednesday begins the fasting season of the 40 days of Lent. Liturgical fasting during Lent emphasizes eating plainer food and refraining from “pleasurable” foods such as meat, dairy, and eggs. Many people “give something up” during Lent, as a way to prepare for Easter.

And, how can we forget St. Valentine, a priest in Rome during the reign of Emperor Claudius II. Claudius was having difficulty enlisting enough soldiers for his army, which he attributed to men being reluctant to leave their wives and families, so he banned marriages and engagements, but Valentine defied the edict and continued to perform marriages. And, in good Catholic tradition was summarily arrested, beaten, and beheaded! He was executed on Feb. 14, in about 269 A.D., according to church tradition.

And so, now comes wisdom from on high! The Magisterium says that Catholics should fast on Ash Wednesday and celebrate Valentine’s Day dinner either on Mardi Gras (“Fat Tuesday”) the last day of allowable heavy consumption before Ash Wednesday fasting begins, or on another day when penitence is not required. I say phooey!

Rather than looking for a bridge, a compromise, or even the denial of one over the other, the combination of Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday may be better framed as a welcome contrast for us to dive more deeply into our feelings and hopes. You see, next Wednesday the holy Church observes the ultimate and unconditional love of God, which calls us, in turn, to a time to self-denial, fasting, and repentance in the face of our own denial of God’s love in our lives and the reality of our mortality. But for us to ignore the secular would seems out of touch to me! Rather, story of St. Valentine is one of sacrifice, of witness, and of a changed life! (That all sounds pretty Lenten to me!)

The hope of the Lenten season is that we will find our lives transformed by the many ways we encounter God’s Word, by the richness of the Scripture readings chosen to encourage, to challenge, to confront, to comfort. Focusing only on the end goal would cause us to miss so much along the way. I would much rather have you observe Ash Wednesday in the daytime, and the love of another in the evening. Or, why not attend Mass together and then go to dinner to honor your relationship? Then, rather than worry about the denial of some pleasure, add something meaningful to your lives as a couple! Promise to attend Mass every Sunday, go to Stations of the Cross on Thursdays together, bring your children to Lenten observances or Adoration, or why not increase your gifts of time, talent, and treasure to the work of the parish and God’s holy church!? This way, this Lent, will have lasting impact, rather a fleeting pleasure of your boasting about not eating chocolate!

As penance finds its way into our lives next week, instead of giving up things like chocolate, Netflix, or alcohol, choose wisely and pray and reflect on the hope of the season ahead. 

How Much Can We Love?

Mother Teresa of Calcutta once said, “Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do, but how much love we put into what we do.” It is an appropriate quote to begin this month, for as we turn the calendar page to February it brings a lift to our hearts for two reasons. One is the knowledge that no matter how much the bitterly cold wind chill numbers and icy roads have plagued our daily activities so far in the Philadelphia region, winter is halfway over! The second and more sustained reason for joy is that February is the month of love!
As Catholics, of course, we know that true love is always in season. We can look on the celebrations associated with the coming of St. Valentine’s Day, as we do those associated with Christmas— these are ways to reflect God’s great gift of love to us by sharing gifts of affection with those we love. And the women of Saint Miriam this year have a beautiful Valentine’s Gift Basket to raffle off just to be sure you get into the swing of the season, and to also show their love of our parish, too! But we also know that our call to express our love “in word and deed,” in tangible presence and action, is not limited to one day a year. Nor is it restricted to our circle of family and friends. 
And, this year I get to ask a very strange question: ‘When does Valentine’s Day start to feel less like a day of romance and more like a day of … ashes?’ This year! Yes! Ash Wednesday falls on Valentine’s Day for the first time since 1945! So, perhaps rather than worrying about giving up something, you might decide to use this opportunity to love even more! Why not focus on your love of each other, a lost friend, or a forgotten neighbor, a neglected or alone family member, and your parish family here, too? The world can always use more love! We are to love always and, in all ways, and this year we might just have a winning combination!
And, before you begin to grumble, I get it! I know it is difficult to love more, but I remind us all that we are called to be what we want to the world to become. So, we will start this Sunday with the Memorial of St. Blaise and the time-honored tradition of the blessing of the throats at all Masses. This is a unique way to extend the love and protection and gift of healing and prayer to those who come to us.

So, this coming month offers us yet another chance to reflect on the meaning of the love to which we are called. We begin with Scripture, where the First Letter of John puts it pretty uncompromisingly: “Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love”. Yet there is a world of difference between love used to describe the commitment of a couple celebrating 50 years of marriage and the love a fan uses it to describe devotion to a team in the coming Super Bowl and the Eagles (E-A-G-L-E-S!)!

Last week, I spoke of our love to God and I asked us all a very simple, yet very complex question: “Do we truly love and trust God”. This week, I would ask that we think of the many ways we use the word love, and the many ways in which we express love in action. Do we truly love God? Are we willing to trust God enough to place our lives into His hands?

St. Valentine reminds us not to take our personal relationships for granted. Perhaps this year we should use February to think about our engagement and commitment – the giving of time and tithing financially – to our parish? How might we better infuse this commitment with love and gratitude?

 I know this…in February I will love more than I ever have…

Loving Mom.


Like most children, I thought my parents were superheroes. My mom could open the tightest of jars and could carry us around while she finished her chores, even on an extended run to the grocery store. My dad could come back from a long day at work and still have the strength to play and take care of my sister and me, and plan our next visit to the beach together at Presque Isle.

I have been in denial about my mom’s aging until the last few months; living with her has proven to be difficult at times. She has become more forgetful and frail and the last trip to the hospital made her seem almost ‘mean.’ I realize that she does not process information like she used to, and her gait is slower and her speaking more measured. I also have tried to offset her changes by being more upbeat, but all to no avail. The hardest part of witnessing our parents age is seeing a regression in their strength and capabilities. The two people whom my sister and I turned to for a helping hand no longer have the physical or mental strength to do so; and one is already gone.

I use my blog to write about my feelings and how they impact the church. I also use my words as a teaching tool to show others you are not alone and that even priests are broken and deal with life matters and changes. My dad is gone, and my mom wanted to go back to Erie for an extended visit with my sister. She needed to go home. I feel like I lost her.

My sister, Andrea, and I have been dealing with these transitions for years now. First my dad’s stroke and then rehab and nursing care; finally, his death that tore us to our core. Now, we turn to care for mom. She wanted to come to live with me here. We welcomed her and made her a home here for almost two years, but over the last few months she longed for a return to Erie. I wasn’t ready to let go; she was.

One thing we all notice as our parents age is the change in their character. As we become more independent, they often become more demanding, forgetful, irritable, stubborn, and even angry. Because of this change in character, we are reminded that especially during this time we have to show the utmost kindness and respect to them. I have tried, and I know I have failed often. I love my mom and I wish she were able to be like the mom I knew, but age has somehow crept in when I wasn’t looking. Now, I will deal with another transition and walk into the unknown.

Now that we are older, stronger, and more capable than our parents, this is the time to really show our compassion to them. We are to be more generous, even when they speak out or cannot process information, or act in ways that we feel hurt. We must constantly remind ourselves that part of them is changed and will be made whole again, and until then, we give what they gave us: unconditional love. Our emotions will be stirred by what they say and do, and instead of getting angry, frustrated, or annoyed at them, we should restrain ourselves and try to be humble.

Just as they still loved us when we said or did things to hurt them as children, we in return must do the same in their old age. I have been dealing with loss as I age, too. This is one that I share with others, so they might find hope, and not fall into despair like I once did.

In the end, it will be my relationships that help me. My love for God and God’s love for me. My sister and her family. Those who love me most deeply, and my love for them. I will not call upon scripture or fancy idioms, but rather my deepest relationships to get me through this time, as I always have, and somehow – someday – I will see what God has planned for me, for them, for mom, too. You see, my mom’s greatest legacy for us will always be how she taught us how to love unconditionally, no matter what, no matter how broken or damaged we were. Now, we return that favor to her.

I know that I was not always the best child. I certainly could have been a better son. But, I also know, deep down, where my mom may not always be able to reach, there I am – perfect and whole – her beloved one. The good son, who remains in love with his mom.

May God have mercy on our parents and help us as we endure these transitions of life. May we harness all that we are as Christians to make these times less painful and more loving as we call upon God to bring us His peace.

Together, God Comes.


Well, we are almost away! That is, the parish Board of Directors, our ministry team, and myself, as your pastor, will be away for our annual board retreat this Friday and Saturday. Together, we will change our lives and allow God to come and change the parish, too.

I know that it doesn’t seem like that much time, but in our gathering together, we will make choices, decisions, and place expectations, and evaluate who we are and where we believe God wants us to go next as a parish community. Many think this is a rather mundane or routine process, but for us, it is dynamic and life giving and it has served us well for some almost ten years now.

We began to hold an annual time away for the board members all the way back to our days in a small rented chapel at Mishkan Shalom. Then, there were less than 25 parishioners in total, and the board made up almost half of them! But, we gathered, prayed, cried, sacrificed, laughed, and listened for that still small voice of God. Sometimes we felt we heard God loud and clear, like when we decided to ‘welcome everyone’. Other times, we thought God abandoned us, like when we made the decision to move to Blue Bell. It cost us part of the board back then, and even the president of the board left. No one believed we could do it. The few that remained did, and so we moved and prayed and had faith. From that big step, here we are today…

No, the constant decisions, and the upkeep on this place, and the prayer, and the direction are never easy. Many times, we all wanted to pack it up, call it a day, and tell God we gave it our best shot. Instead, God peeked through our clouds now and then and gave us just enough to keep going; to keep believing. We stayed. God stayed. Other followed. Saint Miriam thrived.

I am not sure what will come at the end of this year’s meeting, but I do know that whatever it is – whatever decisions are made – they will come from God, and as broken as we are, we will follow.

I was ready to think my service as pastor was not enough anymore, that maybe a change was needed; perhaps I had taken us as far as I could. Then, I received this note from a good friend. I will end with it, because through this note, God said, “James, you’re not done yet!”  
Pray for us that we put on the armor of God and serve you better and better…See you Sunday!

My Dear Friend, James

For those of us in ministry, the years can be tough. I know you are struggling. I am, too. But when we said yes to God to become a priest, there was never a promise it would be without hardship, right?

While many of our friends are off work and enjoying their family and friends, we are often ramping up into the end of the year, we give more of ourselves (or outpouring?) of ourselves to serve the church, God, and community.

It’s fulfilling AND it’s also exhausting!

So, from our team here to yours there, I just want to let you know that the work you are doing is a gift to the world. Lives will be changed for the better in no small part to your effort!

We, the church and the community, are eternally grateful for you, my brother! Stay strong. Stand your ground.