Sometimes when you least expect it, a miracle happens. My miracle happened on April 12, 2015 at Crosspoint Church in Nashville.
There I was sitting with friends who had invited me to join them at church, in an enormous room filled with strangers, and wondering what this experience would be like for me. I had been told that this was not going to be a traditional church experience and thus…I went with an open mind – albeit skeptical.
The music began and the energy was electric. The singers and musicians were on fire, and even though I wasn’t familiar with any of the songs they were singing, I was drawn into their passion. What did they know that I didn’t? We stood. We clapped. We sang. We celebrated in the huge room that looked nothing like any church I’d ever attended.
And then it happened. Pete Wilson walked on stage in his jeans and flannel shirt (Pastor Pete as he is affectionately called) and he said, “Hi, I’m Pete, one of the pastors here.” When I looked at his face, but mostly his eyes, I thought to myself, “He has something that I don’t have…that I don’t even know what it is, but whatever it is that was shining in his eyes…I knew I wanted it, too.”
Pete has peace in his heart.
There were hundreds of people in the room, but he was speaking to me…to my heart and for those 30 minutes, there wasn’t another soul in the room. I melted into the message and gentle tears ran down my face because I felt like I had come home.
All my life I tried to do God the right way. I learned that day that there is no right or wrong way…there’s just a way.
Pete has this beautiful way of making God and The Bible real…relatable and forgiving. I never knew about the forgiving and the coming home part.
Sunday School as a little girl was tortuous because I was busy playing and not memorizing Bible verses. I never got the white Bible with my name in gold on it, because I didn’t do my church homework. I was busy playing.
Apparently that’s what God wanted me to do as a child – play and be a kid.
As an adult, I thought I was spiritual. I was sort of airy fairy spiritual. I talked a good game, but truthfully I was pretty out of sync with my “spiritual side.”
Each week at Crosspoint I am reminded in the most powerful way, that our life is a gift…a blessing…and we do better in our daily struggles and challenges when we absolutely know FOR SURE that we’re not alone.
I am NOT alone. I’ve never been alone, but I forgot to look up. God was always there just waiting patiently for me.
I’ve been challenged to live differently…to show up bigger and live my life on purpose and I’m changed because of Pete and my Crosspoint Community.
Franklin saved my soul. Crosspoint and Pete Wilson saved my spirit, and as we enter this time of Advent, I wanted to share my transformation with you, because you’ve been with me on this journey.
In Friday’s post I’m excited to share my interview with Pete about all things Christmas, finding a church that fills you up and Crosspoint’s Christmas gift to the community.
Stay tuned and thank you for indulging my personal story. Finding peace – true peace in my heart is, I believe, what matters most.
Thank you Pete Wilson for touching my life and the lives of so many others.
*Images courtesy of Crosspoint Church.
*To find out more about Crosspoint Community Church, visit their website. Chances are good they have a campus near you.
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