Emmaus Road Church 1st Preview

This last Sunday we had our first preview worship gathering at our new time and location: 11 a.m. @ 2602 Nebraska Ave. We had 31 gather with us and two responses to begin following Christ! To the right is a picture of our new meeting space.

God has been so good getting us to this point. Although at times it's been a very difficult 2 years, God's given us just enough for each day--just enough to keep pressing on. Two of the most recent have been significant donations to ERC: one covering the rent of our new location for the upcoming year, the other a gift to be used as needed. Another has been the presence of two new families who have felt called to join the work in significant ways. All of these are reminders to me that God's in this thing, and it's His to grow and do with as He will.

Many thanks to you all who are praying.

A God Moment

Very few times in my life can I point to an occurrence similar to what we experienced recently. More specifically, while I've obviously never heard God speak audibly, on a very few rare occasions, an answer to prayer or bit of guidance has been so specific, direct, and timely that it's about as close as you can get to experiencing God's activity in your life in a tangible way.

For those who've never been a part of one, planting a new church from scratch is, well, a scratchy business. Emotionally, intellectually, physically, and spiritually it can be a bit like a ride across the Rockies--up and down, ad infinitum.

Last week was yet another valley for us. Questions with no answers piled up like the autumn leaves outside. On Wednesday morning after breakfast, Barb and I were reading the Psalms together, and then Barb prayed for us. But she prayed something we don't often pray--she prayed that God would provide us with definitive encouragement on that very day, encouragement that we were still in step with Him on this whole church planting thing. "Lord, show us today that You're not through here yet and that we aren't crazy for doing this."

As the day went on, her prayer made its way to the back of my mind until I'd nearly forgotten it. Then, that evening, just before we left the house for some errands, I decided to check my e-mail. What followed was an unmistakeable God-moment for us. Here is the message that greeted us:

"Hi Andy and Barb--
I just looked at your new website and read through all the pages. It looks great! I felt prompted to encourage you and share something God is reminding me--we are not after a destination or end product, but each day is about being who Jesus called us to be that day. I don't share that because I think you are focused on the wrong thing at all, but Jesus reminded me of that recently (more than once, because I am slow I guess) when I was having feelings of discouragement.

Lord Jesus,
Please encourage Barb and Andy and their walk of faith. They are surrendered to You and depending on You to use them. When they are discouraged, fill them supernaturally with the amazing power of Your Holy Spirit. Remind them that their love and obedience is all You desire. Protect their marriage and their children from plans that would harm or destroy them. Provide them with discernment and clarity as they seek Your direction. Meet their needs and fill them to overflowing with You. Amen.

Praying for you both as God brings you to mind!"

In a moment of grace and through the obedience of an old faithful friend, God broke through the noise and spoke peace and encouragement into what is at times the disorienting fog of following His will.

I share this to reveal to you a God who still demonstrates His care and guidance in tangible ways. I share it to encouarage someone else walking through a valley. And I share it to say thank you to the person who listened to the Holy Spirit and delivered God's grace that day.

A Gift Not Ours

For four months now, we've been expecting our fourth child this July. However, two days ago, we miscarried the baby. Although it was very painful emotionally, we are very happy and blessed to have been able to bury the tiny, 13 week old baby on top of my dad's grave in Lima, Ohio.

Miscarriages are always hard, but for us, I think this one is even harder than the previous two which happened before we had kids, because now that we have other children, we know how precious kids are and what we're losing by losing a baby.

We chose not to name him (he was a boy) because we feel like he was never really given to us. Ultimately he's God's and God's to name, so we gave him back to God to care for and to name.

Finally, we've known God's peace through all of this. We know He cares, that He suffers as we do (probably more), and that He's with us though it all.

Where Were You Born?

Most of you were probably born in a hospital. A few might have been born at home. Maybe one of you was born roadside in the backseat of a car. Probably none of you was born in an animal's food trough. But that's where the Son of God first rested His head on our earth.

As we talked about this last night at our weekly Bible study, I was moved by the brilliance of God's plan. Consider this:

• Mary and Joseph had to travel roughly 100 miles to reach Bethlehem from Nazareth. It was at least a 3 day journey. Had not Caesar called for a census, they most likely wouldn't have traveled to Bethlehem thus leaving the prophecy in Micah 5:2-5 unfulfilled.


• The Hebrew name Bethlehem literally means "House of Bread ." Jesus, who said of himself, "I am the Bread of Life," (John 6:48-51) is born in Bethlehem--the House of Bread.


• Because of the census, the inn of Bethlehem was full. Mary found herself giving birth to the Son of God in a barn, surrounded by animals many of which were destined to become sacrifices for the sins of the people or to provide food. Jesus, the final sacrifice for human sinfulness, and the Bread of Life itself, entered the world amongst the very animals which had served in His place for so long!

If you haven't ever done so, I'd encourage you to spend some time this year really digging into the accounts of the birth of Jesus. Centuries of God's history converged on that little town in Judea in a way that's beyond imagination. There's so much there that will build your faith in God's intervention through Jesus Christ on our behalf. You won't be disappointed.

Corey Threedux

Okay, so threedux isn't a work, but redux is, and I couldn't think of a word for a third repeat (other than threepeat--but that's not in the same literary category as redux), so I concocted threedux. Add it to your dictionaries folks.

You may remember a young man named Corey I met and wrote about a while back. If not, you'll find it detailed here. He's a guy I have no reason really to have a connection with other than the fact that God keeps bringing us together. We don't live near each other. We're not close in age. We don't have similar occupations. And yet, as I said in that earlier post, "God is in the details."

If you read my earlier post, you'll see that I hadn't seen Corey for several months. Again, no real reason I should have. But two days ago at the Old Orchard Elementary School movie night Barb and I stuck around afterwards to help clean up and also to meet new people. One of the people I met was Fay. She had a son in school there, but she lives in Dayton, OH. She comes up regularly to be with him. She just happened to have some family members with her. She introduced me to them and one of them happened to be her cousin Corey!

I don't know what you think about the fact that God keeps bringing us together. In a city of 300,000 people what are the odds that he would be at my son's elementary school with his cousin and nephew? (It's only a school of about 200 kids, 217 to be exact.) I was able to make a good connection with him that night--even exchanging contact info and me helping him with some job info.

I say this all the time, but when you put yourself in position where God can use you, when you open yourself up to the world outside of your comfort zone, God will do amazing things like connecting you with the people He wants you to connect with--even when it's one out of three hundred thousand.

I Was a Bookfair Chairperson

So, I'm chairing the Scholastic bookfair at Oscar's elementary school. I know--that's not really me. Anyone who knows me knows I'm about as organized as a pile of leaves. Still, we felt like it was something we should do to help out at the school and to make connections with teachers, students, and their families. It's not really an area of strength for me, but we believe the opportunity was given to us for a reason. Let me explain.

Last week, Barb and I went to a seminar at Mount Vernon Nazarene University put on by the Gallup Organization called StrengthsFinder. Backed by 30 years of research and development, it consists of a battery of 180 questions that lead you to the discovery of your strengths. Some of them may be obvious to you, others may not. There are 34 different ones and you receive a personalized list ranking them from most dominant to least. At this seminar, we received our top 5. Just in case you're curious, mine were: Adaptability, Ideation, Input, Intellection, and Connectedness. That doesn't tell you much, but you can look them up if you're a stalker and really want to know.

While I think there's a lot of good that is going to come from seeing pastors and congregations use this (think: spiritual gifts test tailored more toward personal talents and strengths), I also had to think about the Apostle Paul's words in 2 Corinthians 12:9, "But [God] said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me."

In looking at my strengths, there are certainly some things that lend themselves to church planting--Adaptability, Connectedness (seeing things as having a purpose; understanding that all of us are created for Someone greater than ourselves)--but the others aren't quite so strong. In fact, I would think that strengths like the Achiever, Maximizer, Developer, Activator would all be more suited to what we're doing here in Toledo. Then I remembered Paul's words that in our weakness, Christ becomes our strength.

I often tell people that part of the reason I'm planting Emmaus Road is for my own salvation. I NEEDED to be in a place where my faith was challenged on a daily basis, where I was counting on Christ's strength instead of trusting in mine. I came to the point where just going through the motions and playing at being the church were leading me to a place where my Christian walk was dying. The disjunction between what I believed Christ died for and what I was experiencing was too great. It was time for a change.

In stepping out of our comfort zone, taking a leap of faith to a city where we knew noone and had no prospects, doing something we've never done before or even been trained to do, we have come to a place of complete dependence on God and His power through Christ and the Holy Spirit.

I prayed this morning, as I've prayed many times in the last 6 months, that God would do what He wants to do here. That He would fulfill in us what He's designed for us. I have to believe that the many literal "signs and wonders" that we've witnessed are testimony that He's at work in ways more awesome than we can imagine. I also prayed that I would be open and diserning enough to see exactly what it is He's calling us to do. That I would follow each day His direction. That I would work alongside Him rather than being an obstacle to Him.

So, if God wants to be in charge of the Old Orchard Elementary Bookfair, then so be it. Even with my weakness, I'm in.

Jesus Loves McDonalds

The reason they call them the Golden Arches must be because Jesus works there a lot.

This is the weirdest thing, but I've had 3 significant spiritual encounters at the McDonald's on Monroe and Talmadge since we've been in Toledo. Let me share.

The first one was a week or two after we'd been here. We had a good conversation with a father there, which turned to spiritual matters after a while. Although I've not heard from the gentleman we spoke with that day, I believe it was not a fruitless discussion.

The second encounter was a rather roundabout one. One day, I was to catch a ride with a friend down at the rescue mission to go to a conference together. Well, his secretary told us both different times, so I missed him and was stranded. I ended up walking back toward home. About a fourth of the way I decided to catch a bus. I had a fiver in my pocket and thought I was set. When I boarded the bus, they only took exact change--$1 please. I was about to get off the bus when they young guy behind me offered to pay my fare. (It was a real lesson in humility for this middle-aged white dude from the innerurbs to have his $1 bus fare paid for by a kid from the hood.) We sat next to one another on the bus--he wasn't really talkative, but I thanked him and asked him where he worked. Bingo. McDonalds on the corner of Monroe and Talmadge. Two weeks later, I saw Corey sitting outside of his apartment building as I was driving downtown with the fam. We pulled a uey, and I jumped out, gave him a couple of bucks and told him he had offered me grace, and I wished to do the same. I shared with him briefly that we're starting a church and gave him an info card. I haven't heard from him since, but God's in the details.

Numero three: Today, Barb had a meeting with the Old Orchard Mom's group at our house, so I took the kids out for dinner at--drum roll, please--McDonalds on the corner of Monroe and Talmadge. While we're sitting there, I strike up a conversation with a couple of women who were there with their kids. Shortly after we start talking, one of them says, "Pastor Andy?" It was Nicole, a young mother of a student at Oscar's school with whom I had spoken and invited to our Bible study a couple of weeks ago, but hadn't seen her since. I hadn't recognized her at first because of her new weave, but the three of us struck up a conversation like we were old friends while our kids rampaged on the jungle gym. It ended with not only Nicole, but her sister planning on joining us this coming Sunday evening. You tell me, what are the chances?

I'm not sure what it is about that place, but Jesus seems to love hooking me up with people there, so I guess I'll keep going back. The food's not half-bad anyway. (did I just say that?)

Coincidence? I think not.

Remember the old Time Life Books commercials for "Mysteries of the Unknown"? They always ended with the phrase, "Coincidence? I think not."

Ever since we've been here in Toledo, there have been so many times where something has happened that left me saying "Coincidence? I think not!" I'm not talking paranormal experiences, or ghosts in our hallways. God has been working in our lives and circumstances in incredible ways--ways I almost wouldn't believe if I weren't experiencing them.

I've already mentioned how I met Dan Rogers here, so I won't go over that again. But in the last couple of weeks, a few more experiences have left us nearly breathless.

We were visiting Trinity Church of the Nazarene two weks ago. We walked in and were greeted warmly by several people, but then as we entered the sanctuary, a woman came up to us and asked who we were. We told her, and then, out of nowhere, she asked if I might perchance have been a worship leader or could lead worship. Of course I've led worship for over 8 years prior to this, so I told her that. She was elated, said she'd been praying and asking God to bring someone her way who could lead worship at the Toledo Christian Schools' junior/senior school retreat. Barb and I just felt like God had certainly brought us together with this woman that morning. After praying about it, I agreed to lead it. I'm still amazed; who knows what God has in store for us and Emmaus Road Church as a result of the upcoming retreat?

A second, maybe even more amazing incident happened last weekend at the Leadership Summit which was put on by the WillowCreek Association. I had heard about it when we visited a large (8,000 person) church which was hosting the Summit in Toledo via satellite connection (there were 100,000 people across the U.S. involved, btw), but for financial reasons I had decided not to attend. Then, two weeks before the Summit, Dan from the mission e-mailed and asked if I wanted to be their guest at the event--which meant everything was paid for.

So, I went, and God once again worked in an amazing way. The testimonies and teaching of the speakers continued to confirm in my heart that we're doing what God has for us. But more than that, Dan introduced me to about a dozen church leaders from across Toledo who are at the forefront of ministry and ministry ideas. Suffice it to say that I'm now set to meet with several of them in the coming months to talk about church planting, to network with other church planters and leaders, and simply to receive encouragement and wisdom from them.

One such person was Lee Powell who is the pastor of Cedar Creek, the 8,000 person church hosting the Summit. Because I've been to the Cedar Creek, Toledo campus on several occasions, I'd heard him talk about his vision for planting 12 new churches by 2015 (6 would be part of Cedar Creek and 6 would be from other traditions). On Thursday when Dan introduced me to Lee, we spoke for a minute about a shared Nazarene background (his grandmother was Nazarene and his first church experience was in a Nazarene church) and briefly about Emmaus Road Church. But even more amazing was the next day, Friday, when I was talking with another pastor friend, Bill Roman (my local spiritual mentor) from Hope Lutheran, and he once again pulled Lee aside to introduce me. Obviously we'd already met, but Lee went a step further to tell me about their 12 by 2015 initiative and asked me to e-mail him because perhaps we could be one of the churches they sponsor that would not be a part of Cedar Creek itself. I was blown away.

I'm not saying anything is a done deal, or that any of these meetings will necessarily mean huge things for us or Emmaus Road Church, but there was no way that on my own or in my own strength I could have been connected with so many people who have the potential to be friends and helpers on this journey had it not been for God working things out this way.

Finally, I want to briefly mention about the possibility of getting a building for Emmaus Road church to meet in. About 3 months ago, I met Bruce Ott, the owner of a dental lab that makes crowns and bridges. I was out visiting and praying for people in the community when I stopped by his office. I soon found out he was a believer and at the end of our conversation he said, "If you guys ever need a building for your church, let's talk because we have a space for lease next door." I told him I'd pray about it and get back with him.

Fast forward to three weeks ago. I went back and spoke with him again in further detail about the building. He showed me around the space and told me in effect that they really would like to get some good neighbors in there and would love if it was our church. He said they'd really like to work with us on a price. To make a long story short, he offered it to us at 1/3 of price they were asking through their realtor! It's 1,000 square feet down stairs and has 3/4 rooms upstairs. It really would be perfect for ERC because it would provide plenty of worship space as well as children's ministry rooms upstairs. Not only that, but it's on one of the busiest streets in Toledo and only about 5 blocks away from our house.

The last part of the story has to do with the ability of Emmaus Road Church to afford the space. Even though it's an awesome deal, the only income we have at this point is our tithe which isn't enough to cover the cost let alone the utilities and such. But God knows this already. As we were praying about this, and before we even made the need known to anyone, we got a check made out to the church from Barb's grandfather. He said he felt God laid it on his heart to begin giving this amount monthly to ERC! Of course the amount more than put us over what we need for rent and would cover utilities also. Like I said, we hadn't told anyone about the need. God placed it on his heart and provided beyond what we could even imagine.

I know this has been a long entry, but I wanted to praise God and also encourage you, wherever you are, that God works in amazing ways when you put yourself in position to see and receive whatever it is He wants to do in your life.

One of the speakers that spoke at the Summit said, "God doesn't want to make you safe. He wants to make you brave." I hope that if you're not already putting your full trust in God by getting out of your comfort zone to a place where God can use you, that perhaps this post might be the encouragement you need to begin doing so today.

Garage Sale Providence

So, the amazing God-moments continue to happen.

Recently, Barb and I were at the Old West End Festival here in Toledo. It's sort of like a mini Mardi Gras sans the nudity and general drunken stupidity. The neighborhood's comprised of beautiful old homes (some you might call manions) nestled blocks from the downtown and surrounded by the ubiquitious urban blight. Still, this small section continues to shine. The makeup of the people is as complex as the architecture they reside in--white/black, gay/straight, rich/poor, religious/secular. Barb and I felt like we were back home in Kansas City. We loved it.

Besides the live music venues, food vendors, artists' tents, and Mardi Gras-esque parade (complete, I might add, with strands of beads tossed to passersby) the neighborhood sported dozens of garage sales!

Now if you know Barb and me, probably half of what's in our house at the moment is from garage sales. We loved a good garage sale. We figure, why pay full price when you can pay 10%. Pluse the stuff is a lot more interesting than what you will find at a box retailer. Indeed, it's a bit like a treasure hunt because you never know what you'll run across.

Such was the case this day. But I'm not talking about items we purchased (although we did pick up some Sango Japan china for $30 valued online at 10x that amount, two new Bombay Company lamps for $22 originally $90 each, and an antique prayer kneeling bench in great shape for $30). Instead we came across yet another gift from God.

As we were getting ready to leave, Edie was yelling that she had to go to the potty, loudly enough to be heard half a block away. Just as I was about to tell her to just get in the car, a man on the porch of the house we had parked in front of said she could use their facilities. So Barb took here up to do her thing. In the meantime, I thought I would just go up and be neighborly and talk to him. As we talked, I got around to the point that we are in Toledo planting a church. When I finished telling him our story, he looked at me somewhat astonished and said that was exactly the same thing him and his wife had done 25 years ago! As a matter of fact, they had planted 6 churches in 23 years. I couldn't believe how God had brought us together. After he shared his story, I asked him what he did now since he had stepped down from the churches he had planted. Currently he is the President and CEO of the Cherry Street Mission in downtown Toledo.

God has really placed it on my heart that Emmaus Road Church is to be an outward focused church and Cherry Street Mission had been one of the places I intended to connect with in the coming months. Now, instead of me looking him up and going through the loops, he's already contacted me about when we can meet and wants to connect us with 6-8 others who are interested in the same kinds of things we discussed that day.

There are so many other stories I could share, likethe one about the evangelical Lutheran pastor I had lunch with yesterday who promised to help us any way he can, or the owner of a dental lab I met when I was out calling who offered us a place to meet in the building he owns, or the owner of the tattoo parlor who thanked me with tears in her eyes for my prayers when I stopped in her shop to talk to her.

The reality continues to be that God is already at work all around us. We simply need to ask Him for the vision to see where that is and then join in. It's when we put ourselves in a position where He can use us that things like garage sale providence happen. (A friend of mine is in a similar situation in Bolivia. You can read about it here.)

My prayer for you is that you will seek God's vision for where you are and then get involved in the work He's already doing.

Watching the Sunset

Ever had one of those moments? It may have been a stunning sunset, or the view from a mountaintop, or the cry of a newborn baby. Something about that moment took your breath away. You were caught up in wonder at the sheer beauty of whatever it was that had captivated your attention.

Right now for me it's watching God at work in our lives and in Emmaus Road, our new church. When I simply sit back and consider what it going on all around us--things way beyond ourselves or our ability to create--I have to shake my head. Wha? How? Can it be?

When we were looking for a house in Toledo, we were praying for and seeking an area that fit with our experiences and giftedness in ministry. So we focused on an area near the University of Toledo and in an older and more heavily populated part of town. We're simply not suburban folk. And more than that, we feel like much of the church has abandoned the city in favor of the everyone's-the-same McSuburbs. We believe God cares about lost people in the city as much as He cares about the folks in the burbs.

In the end, God blessed us with an awesome house complete with avocado green 40-year-old appliances and orange shag carpet (don't worry, we're replacing the appliances and pulling up the carpet). The house is great, but what's beyond belief is the neighborhood. While it's not nearly as diverse as our Longfellow neighborhood in Kansas City, we continue to sense God affirming that it was the right place through a variety of circumstances.

First, I've never lived somewhere where so many people go for walks in the evening. We've met literally dozens of people already just out walking. Many of them have actually come up to us and introduced themselves while we're out in the yard with the kids.

Second, Barb is already starting a playgroup for mothers with young children. Many of the people living in this area are young families with young children. Already, one of the lady's has expressed a lot of interest in Emmaus Road.

Third, just last week, we found out that our neighbor across the street is the director of the International Ministries branch of Campus Crusade at UT (Uni. of Toledo)! Turned out that there just happened to be a dinner coming up later in the week at which all the directors would be in attendance. And just like that she got us in to it with a seat at her table and a personal introduction to the directors of Campus Crusade and Athletes in Action. What I had figured would take a lot of running around and making phone calls to do (getting to know some of these leaders on campus) happened at one dinner through this lady that God brought across our path. Now we have an instant connection to all that's going on in those ministries on campus.

There's so much more I could describe, like the connection I made with another youth pastor who happens to do web design for non-profits, or the electrician we met who is doing a little updating at our house for free, or the worship arts pastor at a local mega church who I had coffee with who offered to help us out with any resources they have available, or the treasurer from a large church on our district who wants to help us be sure we get everything set up right from the beginning, or the another pastor who wants to donate Alpha Course materials and videos to us. Each encounter, each connection, looks more and more like the hand of God.

I've sung in a lot of choirs in my life. Every once in a while you have that feeling that you're part of something bigger than just a collection of individuals who happen to be singing the same song. Something larger is happening--there's a collective harmony that is created that cannot happen in isolation from one another. All the elements come together: the composer's vision and creation, the conductor's guidance, melody and counter melody, the harmony, the acoustics, the aesthetics, the audience--each join forces to create something much larger than any single part. It's sometimes during those moments that you find yourself caught up in it all, simply watching it take place around you and boggling at its beauty.

That's like the feeling I get working in concert with God starting Emmaus Road here in Toledo. It's like a work of art, like a brilliant sunset.

And right now, I'm loving the view.