Jesus Centered

A lot has changed in this world in five years, but one thing has not: towels outside this door, people waiting to take showers, a friendly face that lights up when a friend shows up. Relationships, community, dignity, and hope have been the constant outside this door for five years. 

Someone asked me the other day why I became a pastor, and before my brain could filter the “right” words to say, the words just fell out. 

I wanted to create a community I wanted to be a part of. A community learns what it means to be loved by Jesus and then gives that love away to those who may have forgotten or never been told they are a beloved child of God. A community that isn’t afraid to sacrifice and risk to live out that love in our neighborhood. A community that lives with expectation, wonder, and curiosity about how Jesus may be at work in the most unexpected places and people. A community that loves recklessly and lives out a different way of being human. 

A community that centers their lives on Jesus ends up looking like they are centering their lives on those Jesus-centered. The least, the lost, the lonely, and the left-out.