Two new sermons: Becoming Fearless / Invincible Light

Hi everyone!

Pastor Kent is gone this month, so I had the opportunity to share the word of God twice with our congregation. i_am_with_you_by_blugi-d5rl70j

The first is a sermon that I called “Becoming Fearless.” God speaks in Isaiah 41:10 to “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

It’s as we understand the promise of God’s presence to be with us that we can walk through life fearlessly. Listen to it here:


The second sermon is from one of my favorite passages, John 1: 1-18. John begins telling about Jesus by describing God thrusting light into darkness at the beginning of creation. The bible is the story of light overcoming darkness, and each of us are challenged to carry the light of Christ into our everyday lives as torchbearers. What an amazing promise, that the light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not overcome it! Listen to it here:


Grand Canyon Sunrise, June 2015

Founder’s Memorial Video

This semester, I took a Church History Since the Reformation Class at Gordon Conwell Theological Seminary.

One of our assignments was to research the history behind a church-related historical artifact. Amy and I chose to research the Founder’s Memorial in Boston Common, and we wanted to share our findings with the Christian community in Greater Boston by producing a video.

Click on the image below to watch the video and learn more about Boston’s history! Also, we acknowledge that this is only one perspective of the founding of Boston, and we welcome your ideas and input by commenting below :)

Sermons galore!

Journey Church is in the middle of our “Glorious Perspective” series, where we are teaching each week from the Beatitudes, the beginning of Jesus’ famous speech “The Sermon on the Mount.”

It has been so awesome to dig deep into these scriptures and see how the beatitudes build on one another.

I’ve had the privilege of teaching two of them –

 “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled”

Here I challenge us to consider what is filling our lives, and shares that righteousness, a desire to be like Christ, is the only thing that will truly satisfy the deep longings of our souls.

Click here to listen to “The Only Thing That Satisfies”

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they are sons and daughters of God.”

In this sermon, I share how we can bring God’s shalomic peace into the brokenness of our world by initiating, sacrificing and enduring in the likeness of Christ.

Click here to listen to “The Peacemaker”

Finally, here’s a sermon that I preached in March from our “On To Maturity” series, on the importance of repentance. Repentance isn’t simply feeling sorry for your sins, but also implies a change of mind and action to follow Christ:

Click here to listen to a message on Repentence

Sabrina’s Story

Hi everyone!

I’ve been super bad at posting on here lately, but I wanted to share a cool story from Sabrina who has been attending Journey Church recently and has an amazing story!

Sabrina’s Story…Learning to Forgive

My life before Christ wasn’t awful, but I wasn’t the best person I knew I could be. I would hold terrible grudges and forgiving others was non-existent for me. I also lost all faith in myself and my abilities as a person. I felt like I would never reach any of my goals that I have set for myself and almost completely gave up. I felt as if no one else cared about me then I shouldn’t care about myself either. What led me back to Christ were the Tuesday Bible discussions with Pastor Kent before we started work. He was someone that listened and taught me how to pray. He had so much patience and continued to encourage me, even though sometimes I didn’t have faith in myself. I felt that if someone who hasn’t even known me that long could believe in me then I could believe in myself.

I truly believe that God wanted me to meet Kent and he was meant to help me rebuild a relationship with Christ. It took a lot for me to get to where I am now from where I was last year. Currently, I pray almost every day. Whether it’s praying for others or just for some strength and encouragement for my upcoming day, prayer has become a normal part of my day. I have a more positive outlook and no longer feel bad about myself. I have also begun to let go of the unforgiveness that was holding me captive. When I want to hold a grudge, I immediately pray and forgive. It makes me feel better but it also makes it easier to go to them and share openly and candidly about it so we can move forward.

I know I don’t come to church as often as I should but I do know that Journey Church has played a big part in who I am today. When I do attend the services, I always feel like God is speaking just to me to help me understand or solve a situation that I’m going through. It’s a great feeling coming into a place where people are quick to greet you with a smile and welcome you so sincerely. I know they are happy to see my face. My words of advice would be if in doubt, feeling bad or sad, or just having a wonderful day always pray about it.

Journey Church has taught me a lot about praying and how it not only heals the mind but the soul as well. Thank you Journey Church, and especially Pastor Kent, for always just being there for me. You mean so much more than you know.

Together We Stand With our Persecuted Brothers and Sisters

I’ve been humbled to read about the recent heightened persecution of Christians around the world; how in Egypt, 21 Christians were kidnapped in Libya and beheaded for their faith in Christ.

In fact, since Jesus laid down His life, 43 million Christians have become martyrs.

While in America I have experienced a bit of emotional and verbal chastising due to my faith, it is hard for me to wrap my mind around the pain and mental agony for those who are imprisoned or even killed for their faith. The degree to the persecution that I have experienced in America is not even comparable, causing me to question how I would respond in that same situation. Another part of me wants to disconnect and run away because the pain is too hard to think about. But when I take this is to prayer, I weep, tears streaming down my face… their identification with Christ’s suffering on the cross and the depth of a faith that is tried and true inspires me to live more fully.

In his homily to conclude the week of Prayer for Christian Unity, Pope Francis writes that this is an “Ecumenism of Blood.”

As the body of Christ, our brothers and sisters around the world are part of us – and through prayer we can fulfill the command that “If one part suffers, all the parts suffer with it.” (2 Cor 12:26)

Whenever a persecuted Christian is asked how we can help, the answer is always, “Pray for us.” Let us unite in prayer for the persecuted church, in the spirit of oneness that Christ asks of us.

Why Should I Care About Race? Aren’t We All Just Christians?

My good friend Hilary Davis wrote this blog for UniteBoston – I wanted to re-post it here too, as it is very well-written and offers a few practical ways to begin to embrace those whom God has called but we have failed to see:

 Photo credit: CS Monitor

This month, as we remember the life and death of Martin Luther King Jr., given up for reconciliation and racial justice, and as I read about Black Lives Matter protesters who tie themselves to concrete barrels and lay their bodies across I-93 rush hour traffic to wake the Boston area up to the fact that injustice is a greater problem than inconvenience, I’m struck again by Jesus’ unnerving call: “Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” Regardless of your politics and view on current protests, I think most of us can safely say that we have never put ourselves in the path of physical death in order to save the life of another–particularly someone who’s not “one of our own.” A professor recently reminded my New Testament classmates and me, “As you follow Jesus, your life will take on the shape of the Gospel narrative.” Martin Luther King’s death certainly reflects that.

I am also amazed, as I read through the New Testament this week, at just how radically committed the early church was to cross any racial and ethnic line, to preach the good news that Jesus is King of all. They did this against their own better, rabbinical judgment, against centuries of careful study of Torah, and against their own bloody history of protest to save Jewish identity from Assyrian, Babylonian, Greek, and Roman colonization. And as they did so, they fought and squabbled about whose rules they would follow and which parts of whose culture to keep. Early Jewish Christians had a lot to lose, and they made very uncomfortable compromises to become “one in Christ” with Gentiles. (Note Acts 1:6: Even after Jesus’ resurrection, pre-sending of the Holy Spirit, the disciples were still imagining the Kingdom of God to be a Jewish political entity. The revelation of the true meaning of “Messiah” by the Holy Spirit at Pentecost opened up a theological can of worms. The New Testament attests to the apostles’ worm-wrestling over the next fifty years!). The insistence of Paul that Gentiles did not need to be circumcised to be “children of Abraham” was a hard-won battle that didn’t stick easily. Conversely, Gentiles took on some dietary restrictions in order to enjoy table fellowship with Jewish Chrsitians. Thus, the very strange unity of “Jews and Greeks” would have caught the world’s attention. Saying, “It’s Jesus, the Messiah from Nazareth, who does this… for everybody” in that atmosphere, would have been electrifying. His love poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit changes our ability to really see and hear one another.

As I read Jesus’ commands, and read through the Acts narrative and its accompanying epistles, I don’t feel I’ve come anywhere near being faithful to the Gospel’s call to let my privilege and its accompanying insularity be crucified with Christ. But I have to wonder: today, in a country where Sunday morning is the most segregated time of the week, where we have a centuries-long history of white Christians committing acts of terror against Black and Native people (among others), how can the Church live out a startling “Jew and Greek” unity? How do we knock the foundation out from beneath our very real dividing walls?

I do know that destroying strongholds of disunity doesn’t happen through ignoring differences like culture, race and class. The famous statement in Galatians 3:28, “There is neither Jew nor Greek…for you are all one in Christ,” in its context communicated a spiritual equality, not the loss of “Jewishness” and “Greekness.” Nor does unity happen by mildly “agreeing to disagree”; it happens when we have the courage to do whatever it takes to get close and embrace those whom God has called but we have failed to see.

Here are a few thoughts on practical ways to begin, and I share them with you that we might journey together in these things that I am just beginning to learn.

1) Visit a church where you feel uncomfortable.
Speaking directly to the white folks reading this: we sometimes don’t even know what it feels like to be “in the minority,” racially speaking. Given the huge role race has played in the history of our nation, we can’t afford to ignore this fact. Practice displacing yourself by attending a church where “the outsiders” (to your theology, to your ethnicity, to…) hold the microphone.

2) Ask the questions you’re embarrassed to ask.
Many of us assume we understand what it might be like to be in another’s skin, or, even more often–we’re too embarrassed to ask. We don’t know the rules. We feel silly for not knowing how to refer to another’s ethnicity (“Is it Native American? Indian? First Nations?…. I don’t know what to call them”), or not really remembering where someone is from (“somewhere in Africa”). That’s okay. Sensitivity and learning “what not to say/ask” is important, but embarrassment and apology-making is a big part of Gospel training. Do take the time to ask someone in the know, admitting your stupidity, and humbly asking for the honor of hearing another’s story, remembering it’s a great privilege to listen. Particularly for white folks: “Color blindness,” which is often our de facto orientation, does not honor the way persons of color often experience the world. It’s better to ask what might feel like an awkward question, like, “How have you been processing Ferguson?”, than to fail to love by our silence.

3) In 1 & 2, be prepared for the work of the Holy Spirit to change your rules.
The anger, lament, and sense of foresakenness of our brothers and sisters is the sound of the Spirit’s prophetic voice, and hearing these things should change us. It was inconceivable to Peter, when he was given the vision of the “sheet of unclean animals” in Acts 10:9-16, that God’s rules were changing. It was only by seeing the work of the Holy Spirit among Cornelius’ household that Peter was able to defend an amendment of the “circumcision rule” at the contentious Jerusalem council (see Acts 15:6-11 and context). We can talk about our brothers and sisters in theory, but until we witness the Spirit’s work in them up close, well–we’re missing out on the glory of the Gospel!

Hilary Davis is working toward her MDiv at Gordon-Conwell Seminary and learning to listen in her part-time staff position with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship’s Native Ministries.
Her very occasional bloggings can be found at:
If you take issue with, or would like to ask any questions about, any of the above, Hilary can be reached at

“Life group carried me through” – Melanie’s Story

I met Melanie last semester and was so blessed to have her start attending the life group that I led! She has become one of my good friends in Boston – Here is her story of how the group impacted her life and her relationship with Christ:


First of all, I come from a pretty conservative Christian family in the south and was raised in the church.  As kids, we were in church every time the doors were open.  My church became my family and my rock.  My relationship with Christ began to develop at a very early age and I began serving at church, singing in the youth band, and as I got older became heavily involved with missions and outreach.  Fast forward to summer of 2014… I flew home after living in Ethiopia for a 6 month mission project upon learning of my acceptance to graduate school here in Boston.  It was very emotional for me to leave Ethiopia in the first place, but I felt God was leading me in this direction.  With a heavy heart I began to make plans to move to Boston and start grad school….

Never in my life did I imagine transitioning to life in Boston would be so difficult.  I have lived in several other countries and none were as challenging as the familiar U.S. city of Boston.  I felt like I was slung into a very strange world and my emotions sort of spiraled out of control and I began to lash out at God and push Him away.  I still had a somewhat healthy prayer life, but I was angry and sad and didn’t want to talk to anyone about it.  As someone who is known as a leader in a pretty sizable church and outreach ministry, it feels shameful, embarrassing and confusing to open up about any spiritual warfare I was feeling.  So I tried to cover it up and just go on about my business.  That didn’t work so well.  I had visited a few churches here and there in Boston but wasn’t a fan of any of them and found myself feeling more and more uncomfortable than anything so I sorta gave up on that and decided I would just watch the sermons from my home church in Texas online.  That works out ok, but The Lord is very clear about community and I knew I needed that desperately.

So I had a huge breakdown one night and cried out to God in fear and desperation asking what to do… Suddenly I remembered a sign I saw on the T for Journey Church so I googled it and that’s when I emailed randomly asking if there was someone I could talk to.  That’s when God sent me Kelly who invited me into her life group.  Ironically enough it was the night before the first life group meeting of the semester.  I attended even though I normally don’t do those things…

I can truly say that my life group last semester carried me through for several weeks.  As I told my group before, it’s like I was floating around on this Jesus cloud!  I don’t really know how I ended up at Panera Bread that night at life group but it completely saved me in a way and I am so thankful.  I didn’t even attend the church until months later!  All I had was my life group.  They were wonderful to me and I never felt judged, pressured, or like I was an outsider.  They welcomed me and treated me as their own.  This experience really reinforced a lot of things for me.  It was yet another reminder of one of my favorite verses… 2 Timothy 2:13 “if we are faithless, He remains faithful, for He cannot deny himself”.