Join us in ONE MONTH for Truro’s annual Parish Picnic after our 11:15 morning service! A parish-wide picnic takes a lot of work on everyone’s part. You might be asking “Why do we even have a parish picnic?!” Though your tone could have done with one less exclamation point, I'm [...]
Sometimes we think “sharing the gospel” means knowing just the right thing to say to convince someone to believe, or that “being missional” means doing something radical like moving overseas. And while those things are great, Alpha and Amore teach us that the secret to powerful evangelism is actually something [...]
What does it mean to be a Christian? According to many, a "Christian" is merely someone who believes certain facts about God, or who goes to church. And while those things may be true, we know there is more. We know that the Christian life is not just about information, [...]
There is a word in the English language that has become somewhat meaningless through misuse, and that is the word "spiritual!" What on earth do we mean by it? A vague feeling of positivity? A oneness with the creation and each other? Being part of something bigger than ourselves? But [...]
"Life isn’t about finding yourself, life is about creating yourself!" reads a greetings card at my local Wholefoods store. Quite apart from the obvious question (where did the "you" that is able to imagine this "new you" come from?), the card reflects our modern obsession with identity. We want to [...]
It is often said that the church does not have a mission, but that the mission has a church! And the same could be said of True Community! True Community is always a partnership in the Gospel during what 1 John calls this "last hour" (that period of history in [...]
The ancient world rarely associated the word ‘love’ with their ‘gods.’ Because, to their way of thinking, "love" implied a desire or need. And to desire or need something means you must lack that thing in yourself. And how could a ‘god’ lack anything? But the early followers of Jesus [...]
As I sat in a seventh century Italian church worshiping and praying with a group of young people, I felt a heaviness around and through me. This was not a heaviness I had ever felt before. I did not feel as though a weight had been placed on my shoulders. Nor did I feel as though I was carrying a heavy load. This was something entirely different. For the first time, I felt heavy in a sense that I had been filled with something that had never entirely filled me before. During that warm night in the Italian countryside, I felt completely filled by the Holy Spirit. It was as if I was being pulled back to my center.