Charlestown United Methodist Church

Charlestown United Methodist Church Coffee Fellowship 9:00am, Service 9:30am Our Vision: We are a safe, Christ-centered community where everbody is welcomed.

Together we are committed to sharing God's love and growing in our faith as one united family in christ. Our church springs from a rich tradition of studying and spreading the gospel to every corner of society, which was begun in 1729 in England and led by John and Charles Wesley. The United Methodist Church is the result of the 1939 merger of three Methodist bodies (Methodist Episcopal, Methodist

Episcopal South and Methodist Protestant churches) and a 1968 union of the Evangelical United Brethren and The Methodist churches. The United Methodist Church is a global denomination that opens hearts, opens minds and opens doors through active engagement with our world. The mission of The United Methodist Church is to make disciples of Jesus Christ for the transformation of the world. A United Methodist is someone who joins in that mission by putting faith and love into action. We believe that God loves all people, and that we share in expressing that love. So the United Methodist tradition emphasizes God's grace and in serving others. We believe that Jesus Christ is the fullest expression of God's love--showing us the fullness of God's care through Jesus' teachings, death and resurrection. John Wesley started the Methodist movement in 18th century England. His teachings on practical divinity (living out our faith) and appeals to reason and experience form important aspects of United Methodist practice today.

06/06/2026

Quick walk through of the rummage sale

Rummage sale is Saturday…come find your next treasure!
06/05/2026

Rummage sale is Saturday…come find your next treasure!

Pastoral Ponderings A few months ago, one of my ponderings starred a rac**n in our church dumpster.  Well, we’ve another...
05/28/2026

Pastoral Ponderings A few months ago, one of my ponderings starred a rac**n in our church dumpster. Well, we’ve another one—AGAIN. It happens so often we keep a board readily accessible under the flea market shed to help them climb out, as you see in the picture. This little c**n must have been so eager to get out, he started climbing up and posing for me as I was standing there holding open the lid! Oddly enough, though, just after posing for this picture, he went back down into the dumpster to hide some more!

Am I really that scary a guy? Or might it be that rac**ns are a bit like people—when we get ourselves stuck, even when help is offered, it can be scary to admit how stuck we are, or it might feel safer to stay put—even when the help is right there. How often do we find ourselves stuck, and God not only offers help, but provides the way and the grace to get unstuck—no strings attached—but we’re unwilling to accept the help!

Looking at the rac**n and hearing of him climbing back down, it’s easy to see how silly such a thing is. So why is it that when we look in the mirror and see the same silly behavior of our not wanting to accept God’s help—that’s a different story! Looking in the mirror, it somehow seems to make sense, it doesn’t look silly at all, or might even look like the “wisest” choice to turn around or turn away from what God so freely offers.

Now a rac**n might have some excuse—its brain is not very big—about the size of a small tomato! We don’t have that same excuse, AND we know—unlike a rac**n—we’re not just a dumb animal that’s really quite the pest—we are precious, beloved children of God, WITH some pretty impressive brains! Yet we too often still somehow come to think that our turning our backs on God and God’s freely offered help is still the smart thing to do. Maybe we’re not that smart after all. But then isn’t that all the more reason to trust in God and the help God offers, rather than in what WE think is so smart!

Get smart—trust God and the help God so freely offers! – Pastor Jim

Pastoral Ponderings—Who Are You? image.png “Who are you?” I’d love to identify the snake—but it won’t stay still for the...
05/24/2026

Pastoral Ponderings—Who Are You?

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“Who are you?”

I’d love to identify the snake—but it won’t stay still for the picture! And it looks just like an ordinary, garden-variety snake, so how can I tell? Who are you?

It’s a question we’re often asked in various ways—not so much with snakes in the yard, but when we meet new people. It’s also an important question for us to ask ourselves sometimes, and NOT answer in terms of what we do or who we’re related to. Those are of course, important facets of who we are when in certain contexts. But that’s not our true identity. Who we are, though, like my snake, is too often a moving picture that refuses to sit still, and that can so often look like too many other things. But who, really, are we?

Oddly enough, I’ve seen this question in some of my devotional reading this week, at least three times from three separate sources, and asking that more important “who are you—REALLY…” outside of roles and relationships. One of those resources was helping to clarify in stating that we get clues to who we really are when we figure out the things we might do that speak deeply to our souls. Taking a walk in the woods is one of those things for me, indicating that a part of who God made me is as one for whom spending time in nature feeds my soul. I was recently at an airport, and twice getting out to the same flight, I had reason to have two conversations with two separate strangers.

Both were random encounters. One somewhere in middle age with a smile in the crush, the other was actually a mother with a daughter who looked to be in about middle school with a dragon-themed t-shirt that caught my eye. And in both of those instances the very different short conversations left both them and myself with a big smile, and them feeling like they had been truly seen in the otherwise anonymous world of a rushing airport. Both interactions helped each gain a glimpse of their being highly valued people.

Afterwards, I realized that’s the kind of interactions—both in these instances, and in countless different ways across my life, those kinds of interactions have always be powerful boosts in feeding my soul. So my capacity to engage in those kinds of interactions may well be a part of my deepest, God-given identity.

So what feeds your soul? How has God made YOU to be a unique blessing to those you encounter as you wander through this world? What difference might it make-- both for you and for others-- if you lived your daily life as a gift from God, rather than just a cosmic accident taking up space? -- just wondering- Pastor Jim

Pastoral Ponderings—Neighboring as a Verb I learned a new word today—Neighboring.  Not as an adjective—like “the neighbo...
05/11/2026

Pastoral Ponderings—Neighboring as a Verb

I learned a new word today—Neighboring. Not as an adjective—like “the neighboring town,” but as a verb, as in the act of doing neighorly things. It’s a kind of clarification of what it means to love one another—put differently, we are called to be neighboring toward those whom we meet.

It’s not really a new word—it’s been around long enough to have at least a couple books written about it (check them out and let me know what you think—I just discovered the word today, after all, and haven’t read them yet!). It’s always a fun thing to at least feel like we’ve discovered something new. Though it may be a little disappointing to realize that it’s not so new after all, and is really we should have thought of ourselves!

In the same way, sometimes we think of Jesus as being the originator of the idea of “love your neighbor as yourself”—but that’s not true either. He was quoting Deuteronomy that was written a LONG time before Jesus with the “Love God” part. And He was just summarizing the rest of the Prophetic message of the Old Testament with the “love your neighbor part.” I can just imagine those gathered around listening to that Jesus encounter saying something like, “Oh, yeah, THAT’s what it’s all about…” You’ve probably heard that Micah passage from hundreds of years before Jesus—not quite as simple or direct as “love your neighbor,” but the same idea—“do justice, love mercy, and walk humbly with your God.”

Though we don’t always do it so well—perhaps, in our more honest moments, we realized it might be more like not hardly at all—but we know what it looks like to be a neighboring soul. Perhaps we only see it in reruns these days—remember “Hidey-ho, neighbor!” or seeing the “welcome wagon” on some old show knocking on the door right after someone moves into town, bearing house-warming gifts, and soul-warming food.

It’s not like it’s that difficult to greet the neighbor with a smile, to offer a hand or a plate of cookies—and at least smiles and cookies bridge language and cultural barriers for those whose neighbors look, talk, or cook differently than we do! So why do we who claim to follow Jesus, who says above all else, to love God and neighbor, have such a hard time neighboring?

Maybe it’s not such a new idea—but it’s quite the powerful word nonetheless. I was at a ministry fair right after learning my new word that gave people the opportunity to carry a sign in the form of a custom bracelet, to remind ourselves of what’s Really Important. So now I have an heirloom bracelet—it didn’t come out perfectly—but the imperfection of our neighboring efforts don’t truly mar what the word can empower us to do. Give it a try—you might fall in love with a new word too!—Pastor Jim

We are grateful to everyone who helped with the church grounds cleanup. The landscaping looks great and the fire pit is ...
05/03/2026

We are grateful to everyone who helped with the church grounds cleanup. The landscaping looks great and the fire pit is coming along.

05/01/2026

Pastoral PONDerings—Duckweed




I love having our ponds in the yard, surrounded by the peaceful woodland—it’s such a refreshing sight, often deeply spiritual when it becomes part of my soul time. You wouldn’t think of such a peaceful sight as a harsh battleground—but in many ways, it is!

The patches of green that you often see in calm ponds are often composed largely of an Evil Creature called Duckweed. Or quite a blessing called Duckweed—maybe it just SEEMS to be Evil-- depending on your perspective and how you look at things. It grows FAST, and can completely and densely cover ponds in a very short time, unless the battle continues—turning the pond into an ugly green mat that looks like you can almost walk on it!

Yet I hear Duckweed can also be a high protein superfood, for garden fertilizer, for livestock, as well as for people! I’ve not tried it yet, but if grown in clean ways, it supposedly has a spinach-like taste, and can easily be turned into a simple protein powder.

Duckweed is also the smallest of flowering plant in the world, and remarkably resilient (one of my favorite words!) suggesting that, for good or ill, the tiny can be quite powerful! Recent and current research with duckweed is suggesting that, tiny though it may be, it can be the source of numerous ways to mitigate growing problems in our world (and beyond), from hunger to energy, to livestock, to waste and CO2 mitigation, even to space exploration!

So if something this tiny can be this powerful—both for great nutrients (positive blessing) and by cleaning up toxins (neutralizing Bad Stuff)-- might that make you think twice about the tiny things you can do for others that can become powerful blessings? Whether doing something small to build someone up, or the little things you do to clean up life’s messes—a little can go a long way! Jesus’ words about the Widow’s Mite, the one lost sheep, his actions with the Little Ones clamoring around him, all come to mind as demonstrations and models for the Blessing of the Littles from one Great Big God.

What little ways can you be a great big blessing to others today? Pastor Jim
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Pastoral Ponderings—Reflections One of my favorite kinds of pictures to take is one with reflections, usually in water, ...
04/23/2026

Pastoral Ponderings—Reflections

One of my favorite kinds of pictures to take is one with reflections, usually in water, of what is also seen above. Have you noticed in pictures like this, how much more clear the picture is the more calm the water is?

I’ve probably mentioned a song before that has a line in it about praying to be like the moon, a clear reflection of the light of the sun/Son. That’s what it means to be a disciple of Jesus, to be a clear a reflection we can of the Jesus who has transformed us in so many ways. But like the water that goes through countless storms, so do we, stirring up our souls in messy ways, making us less of the kind of reflection of the Light of the Son than we are called to be—making it all the more important to be that clearer reflection whenever we can be!

What calms your waters? You’ve seen a variety of pictures of mine in God’s Great Outdoors where I often seek and find the most calm, which is often the case with a lot of people. Have you ever heard of “Forest Bathing”? It’s a real thing! Seeking time intentionally “bathing” with time in a forest or natural setting (but NOT with your bubble bath and rubber duckies!), to find the calm God has planted there with the trees, mushrooms and more.

Notice, too, that you only NOTICE the reflections, when you make the time to stop and look. And while watery reflections are not portable—you have to be in the right place at the right time to see them—you and I DO provide portable reflections of the light of Christ. Wherever we go, we reflect something. Wouldn’t you rather be reflecting the Light of Jesus?

Find those ways to calm your waters on a regular and frequent basis, so you are better able to reflect a more clear image to the world of the Light of the Son, wherever you are, wherever others might be who are most needed to see such a holy reflection.

Keep on shining—Pastor Jim

04/15/2026

Pastoral Ponderings—Roots

On our recent travels seeking spiritual renewal, one of our stops was at White Sands National Park, New Mexico. It was a place full of insight, despite it’s being a rather eerie place in a surprising way. I grew up in FL where vast stretches of white sand means beaches, crashing waves, seagulls, a salt sea breeze, and sounds of the revelry of countless sun-seeking tourists were all a package deal. But at White Sands, the very familiar looking sand was all by itself, and in the desert silence, seemed so alien instead.

With no water either within sight or hearing, and hardly a soul in sight, sparse vegetation lived in desert-like conditions. The occasional lonely trees were few and far between; more often than not, what had been trees were only skeletons of dried roots. But in our little hike across the white sand, I also saw a rather large tree that was still standing, that was silently telling the story of her fallen sisters. Isolated from surrounding vegetation to help protect the soil from constant winds, she was barely clinging to the ground with taproot and other main supporting systems exposed by ten feet, looking like a catastrophic collapse was imminent.

Seeing this haunting sight, I couldn’t help but think of the importance both of our own rootedness, and of the support of the community of rooted ones around us. Immersed in this silent struggle, scriptural language of “a dry and weary land where there is no water” sprung unbidden to mind. As sad as this lonely tree seemed, the not uncommon sight of dunes and plants sharing the mutual support and protection of widespread root systems, holding together and hanging on where they were clustered in community, was a deeply encouraging, immersive parable.

Have you ever noticed the challenges of loneliness, or worse, those who fall to scandal of any sort tend to follow isolation from rooted support systems? The isolation need not be physical—big cities are often said to be the loneliest of places—but comes from either purposefully or accidentally cutting social ties. Yet the erosion of support is just as real, and can collapse even the strongest of souls.

Retirement is often a part of this social isolation. The natural relationships and routines that are a part of a working life fade away, and when people fail to put new patterns and relationships in place, social isolation naturally follows. Is it any wonder that we’re stuck in an epidemic of loneliness?

Even if you have managed to build and keep in place a community of support, many of your neighbors and friends have not. God has not called us to be a lonely skeleton of dead and dried up roots, but to “build one another up in Christian love”—and not just those IN the church, but those who have not found a place in a church yet. It’s not just a good thing to do—it is our high calling from God! Pastor Jim
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04/12/2026

Pastoral Ponderings—Soul Food

Life’s busy at the preacher’s house, especially around special times like Easter. But with my mom visiting, I’ve been making sure we’ve kept breakfast time blocked out, and put everything on hold for a bit to allow for that time of “soul food” together. I couldn’t really tell you how our breakfasts and coffee together might have fed her soul, but it’s been so very important time for me, feeding me in a way that doesn’t happen any other time.

She and Kaz headed out this morning together, though, driving back to her place in FL outside of Jacksonville. My mornings will now get back to their morning quiet—and I’ll be missing that healthy dose of laughter and soul food that only she brings. I was originally intending to write about the soul food that comes from Easter and family time together, but as important as that is, sending the mama off this morning reminded me of that even more touching time with my mom.

So how do you get that kind of soul food? It might be from your quiet breakfasts with some family member or friend who feeds you like that, it could be from a regular phone call with someone you hardly ever see. I think a big part of “the epidemic of loneliness” that we read about, and even experience too often these days, comes from how hard it can be to have that regular time with one who can feed your soul. It certainly doesn’t happen by accident, but by setting protected time aside regularly to allow for that kind of mutual soul nourishment.

So how will I get that kind of regular soul food now that she’s gone home again? The regular phone call will help, but that will likely be much more like making a full meal of vitamin supplements alone, rather than real food! I don’t know—but I do appreciate the little nibbles you share!

Make sure that while you’re taking care of your own soul food needs from nibbles here and there, to the full-fledged feast that you can sometimes find with those special someones in your life—that you all find ways to share the blessings of feeding into others’ lives who you see regularly. Even for those who are not your deep soul friends, make the time to share a bit anyway—and you might find some surprising blessings where you least expect them! -- Feeding souls together—Pastor Jim

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