A landslide. It took days for my mind to begin to fathom the situation before us. There were decisions to be made. Work to be done. Our church would never be the same. There was no time for delay. The day was set. “Dress Down Sunday” – wear your work clothes to church. We sat almost shoulder to shoulder during the service, most of us dressed ready to swing hammers and carry rubble. The songs had a certain sweetness to me that morning and the message was touching as well. Despite all the destruction already begun and soon to be done around us, God’s character and truth remain unchanged. Amidst the tools propped and ready for action, a plywood wall roughed-in to make a smaller meeting room where we would worship for the coming months, no stage for the worship team, and a monstrous situation lingering over us, none of God’s truths were changed. He still loved us. He is still the God who can move mountains. He still owns the cattle on a thousand hills. He is still sovereign. We had (and
In Hot Pursuit of More & Less.... More of Him.... Less of Me.