Formed

In Fenway as it is in Heaven

The sun was nearly setting after a warm summer day in 2012 as I experienced my first major league baseball game in person. Walking eagerly into Fenway Park with my freshly purchased paraphernalia, all of my senses were locked in and I joined strangers in rooting for our home team, the Boston Red Sox. I was first welcomed by the overwhelming aroma of ballpark franks, spilled lager, and overpriced popcorn. Strangers wearing similar Red Sox colors hurried past me to find their seats hoping to get a glimpse of the hero whose jersey they proudly sported.

Formed

Finding Thankfulness

Last weekend I had to fly home because I got a call that my grandmother was dying. When I got to Mexico, I was so upset that due to covid protocols I would not be able to see my grandmother. I worried that she would die before I had to opportunity to see her and tell her how much she has meant to me all of my life.

Hope & Healing

God Did the Miraculous

Before joining the Shelter from the Storm recovery group, I believed that if anyone knew what had happened to me, then there’s no way they could love me or even stand to look at me with anything other than disgust, rejection and soul-sucking pity. Back then, I was saturated in shame and weighed down by false guilt. I hated and blamed myself for what other people had done to me.

Announcements

Pastoral Staff Update

Barry provides updates on our pastoral staff team and Women's ministry and Amy Aupperlee has a message for our congregation.

Formed

Behold, I stand at the door and knock....

Disclosure by the author:

Prolific reader and a mediocre a writer

Much more effective at making fact based statements than emotional requests.

1 thing that I believe in, without any doubt is God’s desire and plan for us.

1 thing that I rely heavily upon and that is research from independent, world renowned organizations (I am an enneagram type 5 and will research any and everything for accuracy and amusement).

Formed

The Art of Comparison

Comparison is one of those words that immediately draws up this ugly feeling in our guts, right? We have all felt the rush of dissatisfaction with our own stories when we set them down next to someone else’s only to find them doing “better than” or maybe just “better off.” Whether it is a co-worker, a mentor, an influencer on social media, or even a dear friend that appears to be closer to where we want to be, or who we want to be, we have undoubtedly felt envy, pride, covetousness, and self-pity in the wake of Comparison.