A Note from Pastor Don

A Note from Pastor Don

Bread, growing up in my family, was strictly a homemade thing (I never had ‘boughten’ bread until I was a teenager, and I was, um, unimpressed, shall we say). I watched my mother knead that large lump of dough, on average, twice a week. Once, at around six years old,...
No thing impossible!

No thing impossible!

As it turns out, our shaming experiences and the ensuing load of debilitating shame we carry is not something we are destined to schlep around with us for the rest of our days. Au contraire! Even in our most painful failures and humiliations God works ‘all’ things for...