Missing the Mark
“To hide from God’s presence is the instinct of guilt, and the converse of that is to seek His face. “ Zach Brown looks at the story of Adam and
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Of Rabbits and Resurrections
“Don’t try and fix your life you never will. You never will be able to fix this problem. It’s simply saying just to surrender and say “Jesus, I want what
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Good Friday: Ready or Not (Full Service)
“We know the story…the familiarity with it for us allows us to forget what it’s really all about. This is the greatest story ever told.” Join us today for our
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If I Had Been There
“If you had been there, and you were you, how would you honestly respond?” Mark Vanderwier looks at the gospel accounts of Jesus entering Jerusalem and how different people responded
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The Point is to Point to the Point
“Every story whispers His name.” What things around us point to Christ? Mark Vanderwier speaks about five things that point us to Jesus because the point is to point to
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Let My People Grow
“A spiritual condition needs a spiritual physician.” Zach Brown looks at the the example of the Israelites in the book of Exodus on how we can draw near to the
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Inner Gardener
“Will you begin to dig your roots deeper into Him?” Mark Vanderwier talks about deep roots that last through the storms and the growth we experience once the gardener has
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The Proof is in the Presence
“It is more than just knowing the facts, and the stories, and believing something, it is the experience of the very presence of God that we need.” Mark Vanderwier talks
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Lost in the Crowd
“If you’re empty here today, [Jesus] is who you thirst for, and He is enough.” Mark Vanderwier talks about three different types of people found around Jesus and still today:
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Born Again
“No matter where you’re at you need the food of the Word. You’ll be starving without it.” In today’s message Zach Brown looks at the origins of the word Christian,
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