08/30/2026
Sometimes Holy Ground Looks Like a Kitchen.
Today we were supposed to be reflecting on Exodus 3:1–15, the story of Moses encountering God at the burning bush. God tells Moses to pay attention because he is standing on holy ground—and then gives him a job: go and help my people.
We may not have had our usual worship service today, but we think Moses would have understood what happened downstairs.
We gathered around tables, picked up our tools, prepared food, and worked together for our friends at Food for Change, who serve a meal every Sunday in a local park to anyone who wants or needs one.
Maybe holy ground isn't always a sanctuary.
Sometimes the holy ground is a kitchen, a table, a meal, and people willing to say, “Here I am. Send me.”
A big thank-you to everyone who joined us downstairs this morning. Together we prepared breakfast burritos, sour cream, salsa, applesauce, and, of course, the all-important silverware wraps. Every little part helps make a meal possible for someone in our community.
And a special thank-you to Grandma Debbie for bringing her grandson, Parker, with her today. He may have been the youngest person in the building, but he was definitely the most popular! ❤️
Today, worship looked a little different.
And it was still worship.