Tomorrow marks 100. Wow.
It is hard to believe that it has been two years already. But as “they” say, time flies when you are having fun, right?
I can’t put into a short blog post a complete download of what these 99 Sundays at OneLife have been like, but they have been nothing short of a miracle. Literally.
I have seen scared, broken, hurting people walk through those doors on a Sunday morning and within weeks, their lives have completely changed.
I remember a now very dear friend of mine coming to OneLife for the first time with her boyfriend. As she entered the building she hardly made eye contact with me as I tried to introduce myself and welcome her. All they wanted to do was find a seat in the auditorium and be left alone.
And who wouldn’t? If you have ever been hurt by the church, by “churchy” people, or have preconceived notions of the church being full of hypocritical, judgmental people, sure it can feel a little yucky walking through those doors.
But that is why I so love my church and, even more so, love what God has done through our church. Because we are not that church!
Without spitting out a bunch of yay-for-us stats, I thought I would give a few personal to-God-be-the-glories that I have seen and experienced over the past two years at OneLife.
Here they are: