Jesus and Jam

08/29/2026

On July 12, 2014, Jesus and Jam started back.
I wish I could say everything immediately returned to the way it had been. It didn't.
Many of the people from the community who had served with us before did not come back.
The large number of volunteers we had enjoyed in the beginning was no longer there. And that was difficult.
When you have experienced a room filled with more than forty people serving together, you notice when that room becomes smaller.
But God began teaching me something that would become one of the greatest lessons of my life:
The size of the crowd does not determine whether God is in the work.

08/28/2026

Then Everything Stopped
Just a few months after we began, something happened that none of us expected.
On September 26, 2013, because of unforeseen circumstances, Jesus and Jam stopped.
Everything became quiet.
The community that had been so excited was no longer gathering every Saturday.
The tables where sandwiches had been made were empty.
The volunteers were not standing shoulder to shoulder.
The vans were not pulling out carrying lunches.
It was a very sad day for our community.
And it was heartbreaking for me.
When God places something deeply in your heart, it hurts when it suddenly seems to disappear.
I could have looked at those few months and thought:
Maybe that was all Jesus and Jam was supposed to be.
Maybe we had our season.
Maybe it was over.
But God was not finished.
I know that now.
Sometimes what looks like an ending is only a pause between chapters

08/27/2026

YOU DON'T HAVE TO FACE CANCER ALONE
Christian Cancer Support Group
Patients • Survivors • Caregivers • Families
Prayer • Encouragement • Fellowship • Hope
Tuesday, September 15 at 6:30 PM
Jesus & Jam Community Center
75 Hampton Street, Homerville, GA

08/27/2026

08/27/2026

How a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich Became a Ministry of Love
“And the King will answer them, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of Mine, you did for Me.’” — Matthew 25:40
Before there was a Jesus and Jam Community Center, there was no building.
There was no beautiful kitchen.
There was no fleet of vans.
There was simply a desire to love children and a willingness to serve.
And there was Jesus.
That is where the story of Jesus and Jam begins.
May 7, 2013
On May 7, 2013, Jesus and Jam began at the old elementary school.
Our beginnings were humble.
We had one van of our own and another van that we borrowed to help deliver lunches.
We did not have everything we would eventually need, but we had what mattered most: people who were willing to show up and love.
And the community showed up.
There was an excitement surrounding Jesus and Jam in those early days that I will never forget.
More than forty volunteers would come together to serve.
People wore their Jesus and Jam T-shirts proudly.
Parents brought their children to serve beside them.
Different churches were represented each week.
We gathered around tables making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, packing sack lunches, stamping the bags with the little Jesus and Jam man, loading the vans, and preparing to go out into our community.
Then those vans would pull away carrying something that looked very ordinary.
A sack lunch.
But I never believed we were simply delivering sandwiches.
We were delivering love.
We wanted every child receiving one of those bags to know:
Someone sees you.
Someone cares about you.
You have not been forgotten.
And most importantly:
Jesus loves you.
That was the heart of Jesus and Jam from the very beginning.
It Was Never Just About the Sandwich
There is nothing particularly extraordinary about peanut butter and jelly.
Bread.
Peanut butter.
Jelly.
Put them together and you have one of the simplest meals you can make.
But place that sandwich into the hands of someone who is hungry, and suddenly it becomes something more.
Add a smile.
Add a prayer.
Add a person willing to give up part of their Saturday.
Add a child serving beside their mother or father.
Add people from different churches standing around the same table for the same purpose.
And that simple sandwich becomes an opportunity to make the love of Jesus visible.
That was what I loved.
I loved watching people serve.
I loved seeing children helping their parents.
I loved watching churches come together.
I loved seeing those bags lined up waiting to be delivered.
I loved watching the vans leave knowing that somewhere along those routes there was a child who was going to receive not only something to eat, but a reminder that somebody cared.
I fell in love with spreading the love of Jesus.
And I did not know then just how much that love would change my own life.
The People Who Were There in the Beginning
When I think about those first Saturdays now, my heart is filled with both gratitude and emotion.
There are faces I can still see.
People who showed up.
People who made sandwiches.
People who drove vans.
People who packed bags.
People who prayed.
People who wore their Jesus and Jam shirts proudly.
People who believed in what God was doing.
And some of those people are no longer with us today.
That makes those memories even more precious.
At the time, we probably thought there would always be another Saturday.
Another sandwich to make.
Another route to drive.
Another morning to serve together.
But life teaches you that time is precious.
Some of the people who helped lay the foundation of Jesus and Jam never lived to see everything it would eventually become.
But they are part of this story.
Their hands touched those bags.
Their prayers covered this ministry.
Their love reached children.
And their willingness to serve helped plant seeds that are still bearing fruit today.
I will always be grateful for them.

08/26/2026

Over the next few weeks, I want to take some time to share the history of Jesus & Jam.

For those who have joined us somewhere along the way, I want you to know where we started, how we started, and why we started. And for those who have been part of this journey from the beginning, I hope these memories remind us of the heart and desire that brought us together in the first place:

To serve Jesus by loving and serving others.
When I look back over all these years, I am overwhelmed by the faithfulness of God.

Jesus & Jam did not begin with a building, plenty of money, new vans, or everything figured out. It began with humble beginnings, willing hearts, a desire to feed children, and a simple belief that we could make the love of Jesus visible in our community.
And God took it from there.

There have been mountaintops and valleys. There have been times of great excitement and times when we wondered what would happen next. People have come and gone. Some precious people who helped us begin this journey are no longer here with us, but their love, service, and fingerprints will forever be part of the story.

Through every season, God has been faithful.
He provided when we did not know where the provision would come from.
He opened doors when there seemed to be nowhere to go.
He sent people when we needed help.
He made a way when there appeared to be no way.
And He continually reminded us that Jesus & Jam belongs to Him.
So over the next few weeks, I want to go back to the beginning and share some of those stories, the borrowed van, the old elementary school, the volunteers, Bridges of Hope, the land, the checks that arrived at exactly the right moment, the building, the vans, and so many of the “ONLY GOD” moments along the way.
But more than anything, I pray these memories stir our hearts again.

May we never become so focused on the programs, the buildings, or how much Jesus & Jam has grown that we forget why we started.
It was never just about making sandwiches.
It was never just about feeding children.
It was about JESUS.
It was about loving people.
It was about serving together.
It was about being His hands and feet.
It was about spreading the love of Jesus, one sandwich, one child, one family, one person at a time.

God has truly blessed Jesus & Jam beyond anything I could have imagined when this journey began.

And after all these years, my prayer is still the same:
Lord, keep our hearts humble. Keep our hands willing. Keep our eyes on Jesus. And never let us lose our love and desire for serving others and spreading the love of Jesus.

Stay tuned...The Story of Jesus & Jam — Where It All Began ❤️
To God Be All the Glory

08/26/2026

The very 1st Saturday of Jesus and Jam. Do you remember? Over 40 volunteers.

Packing lunches.

08/25/2026

JESUS AND JAM THIS SATURDAY — DON’T MISS IT!

Come spend your Saturday morning with us doing something that truly matters.

Worship starts at 7:30 AM — but our worship may look a little different. We worship by putting love between two pieces of bread, making PB&J sandwiches, packing sack lunches, praying, laughing, and serving together. Because worship isn’t only something we sing — worship is something we live.

Then at 9:00 AM comes the best part of all — we head out into our community to deliver those sack lunches and share the love of Jesus with the children and families we meet along the way.

If you have never served with Jesus and Jam before, you truly don’t know what you’re missing. There is something special about walking out the doors with a sack lunch in your hand and the love of Jesus in your heart, knowing that something as simple as a PB&J sandwich can remind someone:

You are seen.
You are loved.
You matter.
And Jesus loves you. ❤️

You don’t need experience. You don’t need a special invitation. Just come with a willing heart and hands ready to serve.

Saturday | 7:30 AM — Prepare & Pack
9:00 AM — Deliver & Love Our Community

Come worship with us.
Come serve with us.
Come walk where Jesus would walk.

Because at Jesus and Jam, it has never been just about the sandwich. It’s about making God’s love visible. ❤️

See you Saturday!

08/21/2026

Due to the weather forecast we will not do Jesus and Jam in the morning

08/15/2026

This morning, as I sit here in prayer and worship, I find myself looking around the Jesus and Jam Community Center—and my heart is overwhelmed. ❤️

Everywhere I look, I see reminders of different seasons, different stories, and so many different people God has brought through these doors.

I see the tables where countless sack lunches have been prepared. I see the little chairs where children have sat. I see the classrooms, the toys, the Bible verses, the artwork on the walls, and the fingerprints of people who came simply because they wanted to serve.

And I realize something…

This building is filled with memories, but even more than that, it is filled with LOVE.

Some of the precious people who once walked through these doors and served beside us are no longer here on this earth. There are people who helped carry this ministry during one season whom God later called home. There are children who once came through these doors who are grown now. There are volunteers who came for a season, families whose lives crossed ours, and people God sent at exactly the moment we needed them.

Thirteen years.

For 13 years, God has allowed me the privilege of serving Him through Jesus and Jam.

There have been beautiful seasons. There have been hard seasons. There have been seasons when we had plenty and seasons when we wondered how God was going to provide the next meal.

But He always did.

And through every season, the prayer of my heart has remained the same:

Lord, let people feel Your love when they walk through these doors.

Not my love.

Not the love of an organization.

YOUR LOVE.

Because when everything else is stripped away, there is really only ONE thing that matters:

JESUS.

Programs will change.
People will come and go.
Buildings will change.
Seasons will begin and seasons will end.

But Jesus remains.

I pray that every child who walks through these doors knows they are loved.

I pray every volunteer who comes to serve encounters Jesus here.

I pray every person who is hungry receives more than food for their stomach—I pray they experience the Bread of Life.

I pray every person who feels forgotten discovers that there is a God who sees them, knows them, and loves them beyond anything they could imagine.

And I pray that everything we do here is simply a reflection of Him.

There is a little sign sitting here that says:

“IF YOU LOVE THEM, THEY WILL COME.”

I believe that with my whole heart.

Love them when it's convenient.
Love them when it's difficult.
Love them when nobody notices.
Love them when there is nothing in return.
Love them because Jesus first loved us.

As I sit here this morning, I am simply grateful.

Grateful for every child.
Grateful for every volunteer.
Grateful for every person who gave.
Grateful for every prayer prayed over this ministry.
Grateful for those who served beside us and have already gone home to be with the Lord.
Grateful for every person God has woven into the story of Jesus and Jam.

But most of all…

I am grateful to Jesus.

Thank You, Lord, for trusting me with these last 13 years.

Thank You for allowing me to see Your hands and feet at work.

Thank You for letting me watch You take ordinary people, ordinary lunches, ordinary rooms, ordinary Saturdays—and use them to make Your extraordinary love visible.

If I could choose anywhere to be this morning, there is truly no place I would rather be than right here…

sitting in the middle of all these memories, surrounded by reminders of God's faithfulness, resting in His presence, and overwhelmed by His love.

May Jesus and Jam never be about a person, a building, a program, or a name.

May it always, always, always be about JESUS.

And until He tells us otherwise, may we simply keep doing what He called us to do:

Love them.
Feed them.
Serve them.
Point them to Jesus.
And make God's love visible. ❤️

"We love because He first loved us."
— 1 John 4:19

For there is no other place I would rather be than right here, serving in the love of Jesus. ❤️