In trying to rejuvenate my writing habits, I wanted to start by sharing the story of why we moved our family 20 miles across town. First, it all starts from back in 2006, when my job moved me and the fam from Phoenix, AZ to Atlanta, GA.
I knew that we had to soon find a place to go on Sunday’s, because well that was the thing to do, and as a Pastor’s Kid I knew it would click sooner or later why we did this “ritual” on Sundays. Perhaps it would seep into the rest of the family and hey, maybe we’ll even join a “bible study” on a Wednesday night or something. Who knows.
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While this is my first year in full time ministry, it is not my first year experiencing the anticipation of holy week. It is exciting to watch our staff prepare and diligently place the Stations of the Cross throughout our campus. This year, our ministry team asked if our family would participate by providing something of remembrance for the 9th station.