Marshall United Methodist Church, 8405 W Main Street, Marshall, VA (2026)

10/25/2026

Marshall UMC Sunday Service

10/25/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 25
What Are You Carrying Today?

We all carry things. Some of us carry regrets over words we wish we hadn't said. Some carry the weight of mistakes we wish we could undo. Others carry guilt over choices we've made, relationships that have been damaged, or moments when we know we could have done better. And sometimes, we carry things that nobody else knows about.

We smile. We go to work. We go to church. We laugh with friends. We tell people we're doing fine. But deep down, there's something weighing on our hearts. Maybe it's something we did. Maybe it's something we didn't do. Maybe it's a conversation we've been avoiding, a relationship that needs healing, or a hurt we've been holding onto for far too long. Sometimes, the heaviest burdens aren't the ones we carry in our hands. They're the ones we carry in our hearts.
And sometimes, three of the hardest words we can ever say are simply, "I am sorry."

Why is that? Maybe because saying we're sorry means admitting we aren't perfect. Maybe because it requires us to set aside our pride. Maybe because we're afraid that admitting our mistakes will somehow make us less worthy of love.

But here's something I hope you hear today: God already knows our mistakes, our regrets, our struggles, and our shortcomings. And He loves us anyway. That's the beautiful thing about grace. We don't have to pretend with God. We don't have to put on our Sunday best emotionally or spiritually. We don't have to hide the messy parts of our lives or act like everything is wonderful when it isn't.

Jesus gives us this incredible invitation in Matthew 11:28, "Come to me, all you who are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest."

I love that invitation. Jesus says, “Come.” Come with your regrets. Come with your mistakes. Come with your brokenness. Come with your questions. Come with the things you wish you could change.

Just come.

Because the amazing thing about God's grace is that while we cannot change yesterday, we do not have to remain prisoners of it. Forgiveness doesn't mean that what happened didn't matter. Saying we're sorry doesn't automatically erase the hurt we've caused. Sometimes there are conversations to be had, relationships to mend, and changes we need to make. But grace reminds us that our mistakes do not have to be the end of our story. There is always room for repentance. There is always room for healing. And with God, there is always the possibility of a new beginning.

This morning at Marshall United Methodist Church, we're going to spend some time talking about a little word with enormous power: SORRY. We'll explore what it means to recognize our mistakes, seek forgiveness, extend grace to others, and experience the freedom that comes when we stop allowing guilt and regret to control our lives.

But we're also going to do something a little different in worship today. We're going to create a special, prayerful moment to release some of the burdens we've been carrying. Not because those burdens aren't real. Not because the pain doesn't matter. And certainly not because everything magically disappears when we pray. But because sometimes we need to physically and spiritually remind ourselves that we were never meant to carry everything alone.

Maybe there's something you've been holding onto for a few days. Maybe it's been a few months. Maybe it's something you've carried for years. Perhaps today is the day you finally begin to loosen your grip and place it in God's hands. And perhaps today is the day you hear God whisper to your heart, "You don't have to carry this by yourself anymore."

I don't know what you're carrying this morning. I don't know what happened yesterday, what you've been struggling with this week, or what has been weighing on your heart. But I do know this: There is nothing you need to hide from the God who already knows you completely and loves you deeply.

So, here's my invitation to you this Sunday morning. Come to church. Not because you've had a perfect week. Not because you've got everything figured out. Not because you have all the answers. Come because we all need grace. We all need forgiveness. We all need a place where we can be reminded that God isn't finished with us yet. Come as you are. Bring what you're carrying. Bring your regrets, your worries, your mistakes, and your hopes. And maybe, just maybe, you'll leave a little lighter than when you arrived.

We'll worship together. We'll pray together. We'll gather around the Lord's Table and remember that God's grace is not something we earn. It is a gift freely offered to us. And we'll be reminded that sometimes the first step toward healing begins with a simple prayer: "God, I'm sorry. I'm tired of carrying this. Help me let it go, make things right where I can, and trust in Your grace."

There's a place for you at Marshall UMC this morning, and I would love for you to join us. Because no matter what yesterday looked like, God's grace is still here today. And that, my friends, is Good News worth celebrating! See you in worship!

10/22/2026

PJ’s Though of the Day – October 22
If You Want to Change the World, Start With You
Scripture: Romans 12:2

This morning, my brother asked me a question about changing our world. I think many of us want to change the world, but we don’t know how. We live in a world that desperately needs changing. Everywhere we look, there is division, anger, hatred, selfishness, and brokenness. And if we're honest, most of us have a pretty good idea of what everyone else needs to do differently.

We want people to be kinder, more forgiving, more understanding, and more loving. We want our communities to be better, our churches to be more welcoming, and our world to look more like the Kingdom of God. And yet, despite all our conversations about change, we often look around and wonder why nothing seems to be getting better.

Maybe that's because we're starting in the wrong place. We keep trying to change the world around us without first allowing God to change the world within us. We want more love, but sometimes we hold on to anger. We want understanding, but we refuse to listen. We want forgiveness, but we continue carrying grudges. We want peace, but sometimes our own words and actions contribute to the very division we want to overcome. And then we wonder why we aren't seeing the change we've been hoping for.

As I've reflected on my brother's words this morning, I keep coming back to one uncomfortable question: What if the change I'm waiting to see in the world is the very change God is waiting to make in me?

In Romans 12:2, Paul doesn't tell us to go out and transform everyone around us. Instead, he calls us to be transformed by the renewing of our minds. Notice where transformation begins. Not with our neighbor, but with us. And here's the beautiful thing: God doesn't ask us to accomplish that transformation on our own. God's grace is already at work in us, shaping us, renewing us, and helping us become more like Christ. But we have to be willing to let God do that work.

Jesus changed the world by loving people others rejected, forgiving those who hurt Him, serving those who couldn't repay Him, and showing compassion when others showed judgment. And then He invited us to do the same. Imagine what might happen if, instead of waking up asking, "Why can't the world be different?" we began asking, "Lord, how can I be different today?" Maybe I can't end all the hatred in the world today. But I can refuse to add to it. Maybe I can't bring peace to every nation. But I can bring peace into a difficult conversation. Maybe I can't feed every hungry person. But I can feed one. Maybe I can't change everyone's heart. But I can allow God to keep changing mine. And when God changes us, the world around us begins to change, too.
Not always immediately. Not always in ways we can see. But one act of kindness can inspire another. One word of encouragement can give someone hope. One moment of forgiveness can break a cycle of bitterness. Perhaps we've been so busy trying to change the world that we've overlooked the transformation God wants to bring about in our own lives. The world doesn't need more people pointing fingers at what's wrong. It needs more people willing to be part of what God is making right.

So, as I sit here this morning thinking about my brother's question, I realize that maybe this devotional isn't really about how to change the world. Maybe it's about allowing God to change me. Because if I want to change the world, I can't start with the world. I have to let God start with me. And maybe, that's how the world begins to change.

10/20/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 20
Discovering Marshall: A Story Still Being Written
Philippians 1:3-5

Last night, we wrapped up our three-week class, Discovering Marshall, and I have to tell you, my heart is full! When I first began preparing for this class, I wasn't exactly sure how it would go. This was my first time teaching a class like this, and I wanted it to be more than just a class about joining the church. I wanted it to be an opportunity for us to grow together, to understand what it means to be United Methodist, to discover the beautiful history of Marshall UMC, and most importantly, to recognize how God's grace has been working in each of our lives.

Over these three weeks, we talked about grace, belonging, and the covenant vows we make as members of the church. We laughed, we learned, we shared stories, and yes, we may have gone a little longer than planned a couple of times! Of course, that might have had something to do with the fact that I could talk about the history of our church forever. But seriously, there is something powerful about looking back at where we have been.

As we explored the history of Marshall UMC, I couldn't help but think about the faithful saints who came before us. People who prayed for this church, who showed up, who gave sacrificially, who served their neighbors, and who shared the love of Jesus Christ with their community. They didn't always know what the future would hold, but they trusted God enough to keep moving forward. Through their prayers, presence, gifts, service, and witness, they helped build something that would outlive them. And here we are, all these years later, still worshiping, still serving, still sharing the Good News of Jesus Christ.

But as much as I loved sharing the history of Marshall, something even more beautiful happened during our time together. I got to hear their stories. I listened as people shared how God brought them to Marshall UMC. Some came looking for a church home. Others found themselves here through circumstances they never expected. And each had a reason for staying. Those stories touched my heart more than I can put into words. Because as I listened, I was reminded of prevenient grace. Long before we recognize God working in our lives, God is already there. God is already reaching out, opening doors, placing people in our paths, and inviting us into something greater than ourselves.

I believe that is exactly what God has been doing at Marshall. Each person who walks through our doors has a story. Each person has experienced joys and struggles, moments of faith and moments of doubt. And somehow, through God's amazing grace, our stories begin to come together. That is what makes the church so beautiful. We are not simply a group of people who happen to worship in the same building. We are a family brought together by the grace of God.

And belonging to that family means that we pray for one another, show up for one another, share what God has given us, serve together, and tell the world about the love of Jesus Christ. Not just through our words, but through the way we live. That is what our membership vows are really about. They are promises we live out together.

As I think about those faithful saints who came before us, I realize that they were once standing exactly where we are today. They were the ones entrusted with the future of Marshall UMC. They were the ones God called to continue the work. And now, that responsibility belongs to us.

One day, someone may sit in a class and hear stories about the things God is doing through this congregation today. They may hear about the people who welcomed strangers, loved their neighbors, taught children about Jesus, cared for those who were hurting, and stepped out in faith when God called. What a beautiful thought! The story of Marshall UMC didn't end with those who came before us. And it doesn't end with us, either. God is still writing the story, and by His grace, we get to be part of it.

I am so thankful to God for these past three weeks. Thankful for the conversations, the laughter, the stories, and the opportunity to walk alongside people whom God has brought into this church family. I may have been the one teaching the class, but I can promise you that I learned just as much from those sitting around the table.

And perhaps that is one of the greatest gifts of the church. We don't have to walk this journey of faith alone. As a friend of mine says, “We get to.” I cannot wait to see what God has in store for Marshall UMC and for each person who calls this church home. The faithful saints before us have passed the torch. Now it is our turn to carry the light.

10/19/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 19
The Good Kind of Tired
Scripture: Mark 6:30–31

There is a kind of tired that feels different from all the others. It is the kind of tired that comes after a weekend of serving others, sharing your heart, laughing together, praying together, and watching God move in ways you never could have planned. Your body is exhausted. Your eyes are heavy. Your feet hurt. You could probably sleep for another twelve hours.

But your soul? Your soul is full. I call it the good kind of tired. I experienced that this weekend. After spending several days surrounded by people discovering and rediscovering the incredible grace of God, I woke up this morning exhausted. But it wasn't the kind of exhaustion that made me regret anything. It was the kind that made me smile. Because every bit of it was worth it.

And as I sat there thinking about how tired I was, a question came to mind: I wonder if Jesus ever felt this way. We often picture Jesus teaching crowds, healing the sick, feeding the hungry, and loving people whom the world had forgotten. We picture the miracles and the moments of transformation.
But how often do we picture Jesus at the end of those days? Tired. Physically drained. Having given so much of Himself to others. Scripture reminds us that Jesus experienced human weariness. He knew what it meant to be tired. And He also knew the importance of stepping away.

In Mark 6, the disciples return from their ministry, excited to tell Jesus everything they had done and taught. I imagine they were talking over one another, sharing stories of the people they encountered and the incredible things they had witnessed. And Jesus listens. Then He says something remarkable. “Come away...and rest a while.” Jesus doesn't say, "Great job! Now get back out there because there is more work to do." He simply invites them to rest. Beloved, Rest is not the opposite of faithful service. Rest is part of faithful service. Sometimes we become so busy doing things for God that we forget to simply be with God. We convince ourselves that if we stop, something important might not get done. Someone might be disappointed. An opportunity might be missed.

But here's the beautiful truth about grace. God's love for us is not measured by how much we accomplish. It isn't measured by the number of people we help, the prayers we pray, the sermons we preach, or the hours we spend serving. God loved us before we did any of those things. God loves us while we're doing them. And God loves us just as much when we're sitting in a quiet room, too tired to do anything at all. That's grace.

This weekend, I had the privilege of reminding people of a truth that I believe with my whole heart: God loves you, and there is nothing you can do about it. But perhaps the lesson God had waiting for me today is that those words are just as much for me as they are for anyone else. I don't have to keep going to earn God's approval. I don't have to accomplish one more thing to deserve God's love. And I don't have to feel guilty about being tired. Because even Jesus stepped away to pray, to rest, and to spend time with His Father.

Maybe that's what we need to learn. There is joy in pouring ourselves out for others. There is something beautiful about giving our time, our energy, and our hearts to the work God has placed before us. But there is also something holy about knowing when to stop. To sit quietly. To remember what God has done. To give thanks for the people whose lives have touched ours. And to allow the same grace we've shared with others to wash over us once again.

So today, I'm tired. Really tired. But I'm also grateful. Grateful for the conversations, the laughter, the tears, the prayers, and the moments when God's presence seemed almost close enough to touch. And I'm grateful that the God who calls us to serve is also the God who invites us to rest. Maybe today isn't about doing something more for God. Maybe today is simply about sitting in God's presence and hearing Jesus whisper: "Come away and rest a while." Because sometimes the most faithful thing we can do after a weekend of giving is to receive. And sometimes the good kind of tired is a beautiful reminder that we have been part of something much bigger than ourselves. Something God was doing all along.

10/17/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 17
How Will You Respond?

Four people. Four encounters with Jesus. Four different responses.

A woman came to a well carrying the weight of her past and left with a story she couldn't wait to share. Another woman, suffering for twelve years, reached through a crowd with just enough faith to touch the edge of Jesus' garment.
Peter, who promised he would never abandon Jesus, found himself denying Him three times. And when the rooster crowed and their eyes met, Peter realized just how far he had fallen. And Judas, overwhelmed by the weight of his betrayal, desperately tried to return thirty pieces of silver, wishing he could undo what he had done.

Four people. Four stories. But here's what strikes me about these encounters. Every one of these people was broken in some way. Every one of them needed something. Every one of them had a past, a struggle, a fear, or a failure. And isn't that true of us? We come to Jesus carrying all sorts of things. Some of us carry shame. Some carry pain. Some carry fear. And some carry regrets that we wish we could erase.

But the beautiful thing about Jesus is that He knows exactly who we are, and He still invites us into a relationship with Him. He knew the woman at the well's story before she ever spoke a word. He knew the bleeding woman's suffering before she ever touched His garment. He knew Peter would deny Him before Peter ever opened his mouth. And He knew what Judas was going to do before Judas ever kissed Him in the garden. Yet Jesus continued to love, to teach, to serve, and to offer Himself. That's grace.
And perhaps that's what we need to remember today. We don't come to Jesus because we have everything figured out. We come because we don't. We don't come because we're perfect. We come because we need a Savior. And we don't come because our faith is always strong. Sometimes we come trembling, afraid, ashamed, or uncertain. The question isn't whether Jesus knows our story. He does. The question is what we will do with the love and grace He offers us. Will we allow that encounter to change us? Will we trust Him enough to reach out? Will we turn back toward Him when we fail? Or will we allow our guilt and regret to keep us from the very One who offers us hope?

Four people. Four encounters. Four responses. And now, one question remains. When you encounter Jesus, how will you respond?

10/16/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 16
Perfectly Loved Before We Ever Knew It
Romans 5:8

This morning, I have the privilege of giving a talk on one of my favorite understandings of God's love: prevenient grace. And as I prepare to share this message, I keep coming back to the song I've chosen for my talk, Perfectly Loved by Rachel Lampa.

I think this song captures the heart of prevenient grace so beautifully. We spend so much of our lives trying to be enough. Good enough. Strong enough. Faithful enough. Worthy enough. Sometimes we convince ourselves that if we could just get our lives together, make fewer mistakes, pray a little more, or become a better person, then maybe we would finally deserve God's love. But prevenient grace turns that thinking upside down.

John Wesley taught that God's grace is at work in our lives long before we even recognize it. Before we ever take a step toward God, God has already been moving toward us. Before we ever whisper our first prayer, God is already listening. Before we ever realize we need grace, grace is already reaching for us. God doesn't begin loving us when we finally get it right. God has loved us all along.

That's what I love about this song. It reminds us that we can spend our entire lives searching for a love that has been there all along. We look for acceptance in others. We look for worth in our accomplishments. We look for belonging in a world that constantly tells us we need to be something more. And all the while, God has been saying, "You are already loved." Not because of what you've done. Not because of what you might become. But simply because you are God's beloved child.

Think about that.

Before you knew God's name, God knew yours. Before you ever walked into a church, God was already walking alongside you. Before you understood what grace meant, grace was already working in your life. And even in those moments when you wandered away, made mistakes, questioned your faith, or felt completely unworthy, God's love never stopped reaching for you. That is prevenient grace.

And here's the beautiful thing: God loves us exactly where we are but loves us too much to leave us there. That love invites us into something greater. It awakens our hearts, draws us closer, and begins transforming our lives.

As I prepare to give this talk this morning, my prayer is that someone will hear this truth in a way they never have before. That someone who has spent years feeling unworthy will finally understand that God's love isn't something they have to earn. Maybe that's a reminder we all need today. You are not perfectly loved because your life is perfect. You are perfectly loved because the One who loves you is perfect. And the greatest discovery of grace isn't that we finally found God. It's that God has been reaching for us all along.

10/15/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 15
More of God, Less of Me
John 3:30

It is early in the morning. The sun hasn't even begun to rise. The world is still quiet, and here I sit with a cup of coffee, thinking about what is about to begin.

Today, our Emmaus weekend starts. And I am excited. Not just excited about seeing old friends, reconnecting with the team, or experiencing another Emmaus weekend. I am excited because I know what God can do in a place where people come together expecting to encounter Him. Somewhere today, there is a pilgrim who has no idea what God has in store for them.

There may be someone coming who is carrying a burden nobody knows about. Someone who has been questioning their faith. Someone who feels distant from God. Someone who needs to be reminded that they are loved, forgiven, and never alone.

And maybe there is someone who thinks they are simply coming for a nice spiritual retreat, not realizing that Jesus has already been preparing their heart for something much greater.

That is what excites me.

Because I believe God is already at work, even before the first pilgrim arrives.
And as I sit here drinking my coffee, I find myself praying a simple prayer: Lord, more of You and less of me. Less of my agenda. Less of my expectations. Less of my desire to make everything perfect. Less of my need to have all the answers.
And more of Jesus.

More of His grace. More of His love. More of His presence. More of His Spirit moving in ways that none of us could ever plan or manufacture. The truth is that we can prepare the talks. We can practice the music. We can arrange the tables, organize the schedule, and make sure every detail is ready. But we cannot change a human heart. Only God can do that.

And what a beautiful reminder that is for those of us serving on the team. We are not the ones who make Emmaus happen. We are simply the ones who make ourselves available for God to work through. We get to be the hands that serve, the arms that embrace, the voices that encourage, and the feet that carry the love of Christ into every corner of this weekend. But Jesus is the One who transforms lives.

I think about that first walk to Emmaus in Luke 24. Two disciples were walking down a road, carrying disappointment, confusion, and broken dreams. They didn't recognize Jesus when He came alongside them. But Jesus was there. He walked with them. He listened to them. He opened the Scriptures to them. And eventually, their eyes were opened, and they recognized Him.

That is my prayer for this weekend. That somewhere in a conversation, a song, a prayer, a talk, a quiet moment, or an unexpected act of kindness, someone's eyes will be opened. That someone will realize Jesus has been walking beside them all along. And my prayer isn't just for the pilgrims. It is for the team, too. Because sometimes we become so focused on serving others that we forget God wants to minister to us as well. We come ready to give, but God may have something He wants us to receive.

Maybe one of us needs to be reminded of the grace we are so eager to share. Maybe one of us needs to lay down a burden. Maybe one of us needs to hear Jesus whisper, "I love you," all over again. So, this morning, before the sun rises, before the first pilgrim arrives, before the weekend gets busy, I want to surrender it all to God. The schedule. The talks. The conversations. The unexpected moments. The pilgrims. The team. Even myself. Lord, take it all. Use us, but don't let us get in Your way. Let our words be Your words. Let our actions reflect Your love. Let our hearts remain humble, our hands remain willing, and our eyes remain open to what You are doing.

And when this weekend is over, when the pilgrims head home and the team says goodbye, may we not walk away talking about how wonderful we were or how perfectly everything went. May we walk away amazed at what God has done. May the stories we tell begin with, "You won't believe how God showed up." Because that is what this weekend is all about. Not us. Not our plans. Not our abilities. Just Jesus.

The coffee is still warm. The morning is still quiet. And the sun will soon begin to rise. But I believe something else is about to rise this weekend. Hope. Faith. Joy. Love. And hearts awakened to the incredible grace of Jesus Christ. And I cannot wait to see what God is going to do. More of You, Lord. Less of me.

10/12/2026

PJ’s Thought of the Day – October 12
The Gift I Didn't See Coming
October is Pastor Appreciation Month
1 Thessalonians 5:11

I'll be honest. I completely forgot that October is Pastor Appreciation Month. Yesterday morning, I got up and headed to church just like I do every Sunday. It had been a rough week, and I was looking forward to being in worship. I was looking forward to seeing the familiar faces of people I love, hearing their laughter, sharing in their joys and struggles, and worshiping our awesome God together.

That's what I needed. Nothing more. But apparently, the wonderful people of Marshall United Methodist Church had something else in mind. To my complete surprise, the congregation took time to show their appreciation for me. There were gifts, cards, and words of encouragement. I was shocked. I was humbled. And quite frankly, I was blown away.

But here's the thing. It wasn't about the gifts. Don't get me wrong. I am incredibly thankful for every card, every gift, and every kind word. But what touched my heart wasn't what was placed in my hands. It was the love behind it. And as I sit here this morning, reflecting on yesterday, I realized something. Sometimes we spend so much time trying to be a blessing to others that we forget God can use those same people to bless us.

As a pastor, I have the privilege of walking alongside people through some of life's greatest joys and most difficult valleys. I get to celebrate new beginnings, pray through struggles, offer encouragement, and remind people that God is with them. But pastors have rough weeks, too. We have days when we're tired. Days when our hearts are heavy. Days when we wonder whether we're making a difference. Days when we simply need to sit in the presence of God and be reminded of His goodness. And sometimes God answers that need through the people sitting in the pews. Yesterday was one of those days.

But what makes Marshall UMC so special to me isn't what they did for their pastor yesterday. It's what I see them do for people all the time. I see it in the way they welcome someone who walks through the doors for the first time. I see it in the way they care for one another when life gets difficult. I see it in their willingness to serve, their generosity, their prayers, and the simple ways they make people feel like they belong. They don't just talk about loving God. They work at living it. And isn't that what the Church is supposed to be?

Jesus told His disciples in John 13:35, “By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.” He didn't say people would recognize His followers by the size of their buildings, the number of people in worship, the programs they offered, or how impressive their Sunday services were. He said they would know us by our love. And yesterday, I was reminded that love doesn't always have to be something grand or extraordinary. Sometimes love looks like a handwritten card. Sometimes it looks like a hug. Sometimes it looks like someone remembering your name, asking how you're doing, or simply making room for you beside them. And sometimes love looks like a congregation surprising a pastor who had absolutely no idea what was coming!

I think that's one of the beautiful things about God's grace. It often shows up when we least expect it, through people who may not even realize how much we need it. I walked into church yesterday hoping to experience God's presence through worship. And I did. But I also experienced God's presence through the love of His people. That is a gift I will carry with me long after the cards have been put away and the gifts have been enjoyed.

So today, I want to say thank you. Thank you, Marshall United Methodist Church, for loving me and my family. Thank you for allowing me the privilege of serving as your pastor. Thank you for your encouragement, your prayers, your laughter, and your willingness to walk this journey of faith together. But most importantly, thank you for being a congregation that doesn't keep God's love inside the walls of the church. You share it. You live it. And you remind people that they matter.

I am blessed beyond words to serve a congregation that loves God and serves people. And perhaps that's the greatest reminder from yesterday. The greatest gift the Church can give isn't something wrapped in a box. It's the love of Christ made visible through the lives of His people. Yesterday, I was on the receiving end of that love. And for that, I give thanks to God.

Here is something for you to think about. Who in your life might need to be reminded today that they are loved and appreciated? Don't wait for a special occasion. A kind word, a simple note, or a small act of encouragement might be exactly how God wants to bless someone through you.

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