What do you need in a church?

Growing up the way I did, I thought Sundays were the most boring days of the week. I HAD to go to church with my parents. They had to bribe me with so much: snacks, coloring books, matchbox cars. What was it about going to church that turned me away from it? Hymns? Rituals? I know I always felt like I was doing something wrong all week and could finally be absolved of everything if only for this hour on Sunday.

Why did church have to be like this? I had one impression of church, so when I found the church that has led to the biggest transformation of my life, I didn’t know what to think. I mean I knew I was home. A place so strange that felt so familiar. Between watching online when I can’t be physically present and being there when I can, I have not missed a Sunday since the Sunday before Veteran’s Day last year.

I had a taste of something special. I wanted more. I dug in deeper and have turned the course of my family’s life around. If anyone was wondering how I became a Christian overnight, not just title but practice, I want you to look at the link I am sharing. Bayshore Community Church is located in Rehoboth Beach, De, Fenwick Island, De, and Millsboro, De and is live on YouTube, Facebook, and Spotify every Sunday. I can’t walk you through the doors myself, but if part of you feels funny about walking into church, I want you to take a look at our church. Watch a whole video. Then go through the other videos by title and click one that speaks to you. I spent the last 2 decades believing that church wasn’t for me, but I promise you with the right church you will see that God absolutely is for you.

Motivation

I found this picture tonight on LinkedIn. I am driven to push my book as far as it will let me go. The picture is a sidewalk with a chalk composition that reads “One day you will tell your story of how you’ve overcome what you’re going through now, and it will become part of someone else’s survival guide.” Write it down!! Journal!! I didn’t do anything profound when I wrote my book. Your story could be the words somebody needs to read right now.

Baptized

Sunday, July7, 2021, I went public for Jesus. Having felt the depths of despair and hopelessness, and having found His hand reaching down to me, I climbed the steps of the baptismal and put my feet in. A video played beforehand recounting the last almost year bringing me from darkness to light. On Sunday I put a death to my old, sinful life and instead was reborn in Christ. My book definitely illustrates the level of stress that I had allowed myself to fall victim to and control me. I did things my way for years with no better outcome. Today, I have Jesus. When something comes my way that I can’t handle, it goes straight up to Him to deal with. I’m not a preacher by any means. I’m not a perfect person by any means, but having a church gives me the resources to get through pretty much anything. If you haven’t found your way there, I would encourage you to do so. If it’s not your thing, don’t worry it wasn’t mine either. I just pray that you find your way there before you let yourself go too far. Self-neglect is painful and leads to some wicked darkness. Jesus Christ is the light of the world and the source of salvation.

The Song That Got Me

My journey to Christ was not easy. It was not joyous. There was a lot of pain and suffering that I kept hidden from a lot of people. When I heard a particular rap song on the radio that was anatomically offensive, I turned off the mainstream radio and began listening to KLOVE. There was a song that played when I needed it most in my life. It hit me like a ton of bricks and made so much sense. This has been the song that drew tears while I was driving for the first several times that I heard it. I began learning it and singing it at the top of my lungs until it hurt. I love this song, and Matthew West has a very strong message in it. I could not believe the relevancy of this song in my life. Then months later I discovered this music video and cried it out again. I knew this song long before I ever heard it, but hearing it broke me of so much pride. I was tired of burying my feelings. It was time for the truth to be told.