Around The Bend

At Vespers one evening Sue prayed at the beginning and mentioned something about God being around the bend and it stuck in my brain. Here is the poem that leaked out... Around The Bend Rodney J. Hugen Just around the bend, only a half turn away, legions of winged ones, mighty warriors all, are poised, hovering, ever attentive, eyes searching, a gesture here, a glance there, readying with bated…

Update on my son

I am overjoyed to report that Derek is doing very well. We went to the hospital this week to a follow up appointment with the ear, nose, and throat specialist. She looked at where the spot in his throat had been and it was completely healed. He is being weaned off the medication that treated the acid reflux he suffered from that kept irritating the small open sore that…

You are a child of the light

I was re-listening to the sermon I offered a few weeks ago and wanted to make a quick clarification.  I spoke about how when we choose drunkenness, we start to slip away from our identity as Children of the Light.  To offer a correction, I'm not so sure that we can ever slip away from our identities that Jesus offers us.  Romans 8:31-39 speaks to this: "What, then, shall…

Just Keep Swimming

7-12-2017 Just Keep Swimming I have rediscovered over the past couple of weeks the truth in the difficulty major life change has on a marriage. Thankfully, Bob and I have done this enough in our lives to realize that things will settle down and we just need to be more diligent about communicating better. What I find is important for me to remember is that even good changes are…

The Holy Spirit moves me

I am not one to write. In fact, my entire life, I have wanted to be a beautifully prosaic, profound writer. Alas, perhaps not my gift, but I have felt an extreme pull to participate on the Village website as we are discussing Thessalonians. I believe the Holy Spirit is beckoning me to publicly profess what I am discovering about myself. My head takes over first to analyze, thinking…

Staying in Vespers

When I first came to The Village, I felt a bit awkward around “the service.”  I didn’t recognize the music, and was unfamiliar with the rhythms.  I was a bit out of place.  But I had been invited to the church to listen to Layne play in the band, so I felt a pull to stay and engage with what was happening around me.  I could tell that the…

Crawford Meal Sign Up

Here is Layne and Mark's meal schedule to celebrate and support them as they welcome baby Saoirse. You can also search through the main page atTakethemameal.com searching Crawford, password: Saoirse. http://www.takethemameal.com/meals.php?t=BABZ4912  

Moving!! ??

Good morning! We are finally getting close to moving to our new home. Though the new home is only a few miles down the road, we will need help in the form of muscle, trucks, etc. we are hoping for the new home to be ready 6/3 for the move. Anyone available that day to pitch in? I'll update here if the date changes. Thanks in advance! ❤️

Struggling

I don't write on here very often because it is so revealing to a broader audience and I prefer that 1:1. But I am in a place currently where I am needing the prayers and hope of our community. I will share to a point here, but not fully due to who can read this public forum and how that could affect other aspects of my life I wrote…

Doubt, Depression and Faith

I too struggle a lot with doubt, especially when I'm inviting people to let themselves be connected to painful memories and experiences and offer that pain to God with the hope that this is the path to joy. I mean, I've walked with a lot of people on this journey and at some level I've seen "proof" that God really comes to us in the midst of suffering. And…

The Great Rubber Band Wars of 1965

Mom would never miss a clothespin from the hundreds in the blue cloth bag, or notice the missing wooden ruler from the drawer of school supplies. There were bags of red rubber bands furnished by The Evening American, a newspaper unlike the godless Republic that delivered an ad filled Sunday edition, forcing kids to violate the Sabbath Day. If you held your tongue just right, you could use a…

The Middle Day

The Middle Day It is the day between two days, memories of what once was, generic hope of what might be. Just another middle day, like a middle child alone in his room, rejected and ignored. A father's back is turned, a mother mourns her loss. Friends abandon friends and quickly run away. A lonely borrowed grave becomes a body's home which happens most times when death comes as…

Tension in humility

Sometimes two things are true, but seem like they can't be. We often hear those things as not complementary, but divided. In my recent sermon I talked about finding rest in community and shared that it was restful to be humble and to follow Paul's instruction to consider others better than ourselves. Considering all others to be better than ourselves allows us to let go of the stress of…