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This Week For Sunday

What is the absolute lowest point that you have ever fallen? For me, it was nearly eight years ago. It seems like yesterday… and like a lifetime ago.  Through selfish, sinful decisions and actions, I lost everything; a marriage, a home, a job and virtually every person I considered a friend… all gone. I remember that morning, pulling out of the driveway of my home for the last time, not knowing where I was headed. I remember thinking, “How did I get here?”  I was totally lost, defeated, lonely and scared.  In desperation, I turned back to the faith of my childhood and early adult years.  And there, at the foot of the cross, God’s power began a work in my life. I brought brokenness and sin to the cross, and God brought grace and restoration.  God showed me that His mercy and love are FAR greater than His wrath.  I deserved nothing, but He offered me everything.  Through the hope I found at the cross, I learned that there is no depth that our sin can take us to that God’s …

Is This Really For My Good?

On July 13th, 2014, I got engaged to Kyndel. That was a great day. I can still remember popping the question and having a day full of smiles and laughter as we thought about our future together. It is unforgettable. I immediately began alerting my family members of the good news. They were so excited! Not only were they ready to kick me out of the house, but they loved Kyndel and knew how much she meant to me. I was especially excited to tell my grandfather. He would always joke around saying that he would “dance at my wedding,” and now that day was quickly approaching. However, when I told him the good news, he quickly congratulated me and then proceeded to tell me he was ready to be with the Lord. He finally had peace about his past and shared with me how God had been comforting him. I remember being confused, thinking things like “Isn’t he happy for me? Why does he have to talk about being ready to be with the Lord?” Looking back, …

In God’s Timing and With Your Support

A few months ago, Mark and Sherry Sullivan of Lime Biscuit, also SoHills family, approached me about becoming a business partner. I was a bit shocked and excited by the offer. The Sullivans have been our friends for a long time and I have worked with Mark in many ways over the years. I immediately started talking to Kelli about the possibility. The hardest part was the realization that to make it work, my role on the SoHills staff would have to change. My amazing wife said she was in full support of whatever decision I made. After much prayer, I decided to accept the offer, become a partner at Lime Biscuit, and go part-time at SoHills. Our God constantly blows me away; His timing is amazing. My plans coming out of high school were to go to Atlanta Christian College. I had several people I trust tell me I didn’t need to go to a Christian school to be in ministry. I listened, went to UWG, and majored in Business Administration. I ended up on staff at SoHills with …

Are You Ready For What God Has For You?

A few months ago, the Lord placed our family on a new journey. It was just a typical Sunday morning in September. So typical in fact, that I can’t really remember any other details about that day. Honestly, it was one fleeting moment out of the entire twenty-four hours when the Lord initiated His plan. Have you ever read the story of how the Lord appeared to the prophet Elijah in I Kings 19:11-12? “Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the Lord told him. And as Elijah stood there, the Lord passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper. I was standing in the preschool building welcoming children to church just like I have done for …

Hope for Eternity

“Ever heard of Bo Davenport? Where is Edmonson County anyway? How big a town is Brownsville?” These were the questions being asked as a first year coach took an unlikely team to the Kentucky State Basketball Tournament. You see, basketball is “King” in the bluegrass state. It’s the state where babies teethe on basketballs and learn to dribble before they can walk.  Kentucky High School basketball does not divide the schools into classes like most other states or as they do in football; it’s the small school verse the big school, the David vs Goliath. It’s exciting and makes for an unpredictable “Sweet Sixteen” run during tournament time and the 1976 Tourney was no exception. Edmonson County is rural. Brownsville, the county seat, is a dot on a map, a city you go through on the way to Mammoth Cave National Park. Nobody gave them a chance of making it to the “big dance.” Nobody, that is, except a first year coach who taught solid fundamentals and team work. And yes, there was the community, …

For Unto You Is Born….

While working as paramedic/firefighter of the first response unit, I had first started noticing this guy when my unit was posted at the corner of Glenwood and Second Ave.  At first glance you could see that he was unkept, dirty, and he reeked of alcohol. It’s sad to say but he wasn’t the only one who hung out on that corner that was in that condition. He would approach us and ask us for money or something to eat. We were reluctant to give him money fearing that he would spend it on alcohol and it was obvious that he didn’t need anymore of that. In the middle of our conversation, we were dispatched to a call and he was gone when we returned. Our next shift back we found, “Vernon,” as he was known, standing on the same corner. This time though I began to ask him about his situation and why he was out here. His answers were vague and he deflected anything serious with his smile and humor. After about a fifteen minute conversation, he asked for …

Be Strong

Have you ever had one of those “I’m totally overwhelmed and not sure I can do this!” kind of days? Weeks? Maybe even months?!? It’s been one of those seasons for me. When city council said “yes” to City Station, I pulled myself up by my bootstraps and began to make plans for the future. Signing contracts. Approving promotional materials. Fundraising in the community. Meeting with staff. Reviewing blue prints. Reviewing altered blue prints. Writing messages. Writing blogs. Meeting with the press. I felt like I carried the future of City Station and our church family on my back. I know… you’re shocked that I felt overwhelmed. Thankfully God is good, He is patient, and His Spirit is persistent. He would not allow me to rest in my stubbornness and He has been faithful to guide me back to His truth. God guided me back to a passage that He first directed me to almost 20 years ago. His Word was true then and it remains tried today. Be strong and courageous, for you are the one who will lead …

The “G” Word

My dad worked for a home building company that moved their management frequently. Ohio, Indiana, Kentucky and Georgia. I lived in all these states before I was twelve. Five different elementary schools and two different high schools when it was all said and done. It was that last move as a family though that made a huge difference in my life. As we were unloading the moving truck a neighbor boy came up to me and asked “What’s your name?” “Help me unload this truck and I will tell you,” I said. So Donnie jumped right in and helped. Donnie and I became good friends. One day his mom asked if my three other siblings and I would like to to go to church with them. My folks said yes and off we went. And the next Sunday and the next and then Wednesday nights. Soon my folks started taking us and then going with us. Then one Easter Sunday, my whole family was baptized into Christ! All because Donnie and his mother were personally generous with their time and passion for …

Obedience Requires Sacrifice

I have always been a rule-follower. As a child I never required harsh punishments from my parents. Just knowing I had done something to cause disappointment was enough to correct my behavior. It was important to me to know that I had the approval of my parents, teachers, and other adult role models. It didn’t take me long to figure out that if I was obedient, if I followed the advice of others and lived up to their expectations, they would like me. My parents encouraged me to a pursue a degree in the medical field and in the fall of 1999 I entered Brenau University’s Occupational Therapy program. I loved it. I enjoyed reading, studying, memorizing, and even dissecting a cadaver. My grades were top-notch and I took on leadership positions in my field of study as well as in extracurricular groups on campus. My “obedience” was bringing me a lot of success. However, as I progressed further in my studies and clinical experiences, I began to realize that occupational therapy wasn’t what I wanted to do for …

Have you met Tyler?

I came to the University of West Georgia (UWG) as a freshman in the Fall of 2010. I planned to transfer to the University of Georgia, I only had to endure UWG for two years before I could make the move. Well, five years later and I am still living in Carrollton… Quite frankly, The City of Dreams won me over. I met a lot of people in my dorm hall my freshman year and got involved with different clubs and organizations on campus. One of the student organizations that I got plugged into was a college ministry called Campus Outreach (CO). I met a staff person with CO on my first day at UWG and as the semester went on, I got more involved. The ministry did a lot of fun things throughout the year and really focused on being intentional with freshman like myself. For the first time in my life I was having interactions with Christians that were, well, different. It wasn’t the cheesy and stuffy Christianity that I was exposed to in my …