November 2006


This list comes from David Fitch, pastor of Life on the Vine in the suburbs of Chicago. This is taken (with permission) from his blog Reclaiming the Mission. It felt so true to where we are as an emerging community of gathered people that it seemed fitting to add it to our site as well.

TEN THINGS ANYONE WHO JOINS IN A TWENTY FIRST CENTURY
MISSIONAL CHURCH PLANT SHOULD NOT EXPECT

1.) Should not expect to regularly come to church for just one hour, get what you need for your own personal growth and development, and your kid’s needs, and then leave till next Sunday. Expect mission to change your life and expect however a richer life than you could have ever imagined.
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Are you home for the Thanksgiving holiday?

We would like to extend to you an invitation to join our family in celebrating Thanksgiving at our home. We’ll have a day of loud craziness with kids running around, snatches of good conversation, decent movie watching downstairs and lots of food. Weather permitting we’ll be able to add hiking, football, croquet and bonfires as well.

As far as the food goes, we will provide the Turkey, trimmings and some dessert. If you are in town and would like to join us we would be delighted to have you! Please bring a side dish, appetizer or dessert. RSVP to angelacarlson@mindspring.com and please specify what you plan to bring.

The house opens at 1pm with dinner beginning at 4pm. Please feel free to come by at any point during the day and into the evening.

Hope to see you!

The Carlson’s

-Angela Doll Carlson

come to the table…

When our friend Mike began work on our house in Tennessee it was because he was a gifted carpenter, he was available and because he loved us as family, as members of the body of Christ. We were in a bind because of a housing boom in Franklin. There were no carpenters available in the area to finish our house. He agreed to spend one month of his life away from his farm and his beautiful wife back in Illinoisto help us build a home. I imagined him down here, in each room, this tall, lanky, man of God pounding nails and praying each one into the wood.

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-David Bunker

It’s the morning after a long long evening of revealing just how unruly my life is at times. I am blessed with a group of men who listen, ask questions, tell me their thoughts, pray with me and walk along side. None the less, I am always reluctant to allow anyone into the real space I call “me.”

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