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Unity among God’s people is precious! – Psalm 133:1-3 By Pastor Lee Hemen March 22, 2020 There is nothing better than seeing a family that loves one another. As I was at the local park last summer I watched as a young family came down to the park to play. It was precious to see them play, laugh, and just be a family. In a world where we are now being encouraged to distance ourselves socially because of COVID-19 and some because they can’t seem to live without their online social networking it is good to experience the unity among God’s people and just how precious it is. David as Israel’s king I am sure often felt cut off from being able to just be himself. Like our President who gets negative response no matter what he seems to do, David felt the isolation of his office as Israel’s king. Yet in the midst of his loneliness and isolation he knew that unity among God’s people is precious! Let see what David wrote… READ: Psalm 133:1-3 As we face the days ahead as a church with what is go...

Family, what are you going to do? -- John 7:1-10 By Pastor Lee Hemen February 22, 2015 A comedian once quipped, "The problem with relatives is that they tend to be family." I am not sure exactly what he meant by that, but I am sure there are some folks in our families we would rather not relate to. Families can be close or they can be dysfunctional, sadly, far too many in our day and age are the latter. We know that Jesus had younger brothers; James, Joseph, Jude and Simon to name four (Mark 6:3), and some sisters as well. We also know that Mary was his mother was still alive and yet Joseph, his adoptive father, was probably dead by the time he began his ministry. And, we also discover that his family did not fully understand Jesus' calling nor who he was (Mark 3:21, 31) and tried to dissuade him from following the path God had set for him. I remember well when I decided to follow God's calling in my life, how my own family reacted. It wasn't all rose blossoms and...

Saints and Brothers - Philippians 4:21-23 By Pastor Lee Hemen July 26, 2009 AM When I was younger, my mother had nicknames for all of us kids. She used “Jeep” for my sister, which was my mom’s way of saying she could jump or run over anything. For Ed, my brother, it was “Snuffy” because he had allergies and would sniffle all the time. It was before there was easy access to the myriad of allergy medicines we now have for children. And then, there was the name she had for me. Like my siblings, I hated her nickname for me as well. Not all names we are given do we necessarily like to hear. Oh, I suppose you want to know what my mother’s name was for me, right? While she had several, the one that was used most often was “Doc.” It came from a toy I had when I was very little that had the nursery rhyme Hickory-Dickory-Dock printed on it. My mother thought that I looked like the mouse on the illustration. Interestingly, the earliest recorded version of the rhyme is found in Tommy Thumb's P...