Blessed are those…

So, it’s taken me a long time to even consider getting involved with a church. I mean, a LONG time. I visited a nice church here in Philly a few times, got excited, and then realized after a home group that, as nice as everyone was, it wasn’t for me.

About a year ago, I got excited when I found out that a pastor and his wife were moving here to Philly to plant a church. I’d been reading his blog for a while, and I got excited that God was drawing people here. I love this city, and I know that God loves this city, but, on the surface, it doesn’t look like anything good is going on here.  I emailed back and forth a few times with the pastor, but nothing seemed to come of it, so I just kept trucking forward, hoping that God knew what He was doing, but just living my life.

A few weeks ago, I emailed the pastor again and found myself having dinner with him and his wife. I left them, and pretty much thought that they probably discovered I was more than half crazy.

Then I found myself meeting the team on a Sunday for a church service. I thought everyone was really great, but I didn’t know if the way that I kind of observed more than participated was a good thing or a bad thing.

Then I found myself going to Downingtown with the team to support another church that launched this past Sunday. We all went to lunch, and I realized that I am starting to get into a rhythm again.

Now I find myself going to a weekend seminar with the team. And I see myself at the launch of the church in a few months. And I find myself dreaming big dreams with big dreamers about what God can do with a bunch of faithful people to bring change to the city of brotherly love.

That’s where I am right now. On the cusp of what I’ve been praying for my whole life, doing this thing, step by step, boldly and afraid.

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