I’ve been wrestling with planting this new church – no I don’t feel I missed God – I feel maybe God missed the best person. I question if I can start a community for people to find Christ, a church that is missional, a purpose bigger than meeting on Sunday mornings. I want to be apart of starting a church that in the city…for the city. Can I really do this? Does God believe in me? Can I believe in myself? Then I realize all my questions are about “ME” and what I can do and what God can do for ME.

God really doesn’t want a church started by a Lone Ranger and his Pocahontas. I’ve never been apart of a church started by a sole pastor, I’ve always apart of the team- teams start churches. But the type of church God is organizing is much different than many of my contacts have ever lead. I wonder who God is calling to be apart of our team? Because I realized last night as I drove home on IH 35, “I can’t and won’t do this alone – I don’t believe God is asking me to do it alone!”

I’m praying for these people God is speaking to. I know the gentle voice of God and I know how it never goes away. We make a lot of noise to drain out the words – but when silence approaches the gentle voice of God is still calling. I know this scenario so well because I’ve made the noise for over a year now and He has kept speaking.

The city we are going to is not small and full of people searching. Some of these people know of Christ, some have accepted Him into their lives but have no community to worship, and some are seeking God. There are some people God is asking to be apart of something better than themselves, something they never considered themselves doing. I look forward to meeting this team, laughing together, crying together, and seeing lives changed – TOGETHER.

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