05/19/2026
me of my earliest memories were going to Catholic Mass with my grandmother, where the responses were in Latin. Grandma saw God and believed God listened in Latin.
My parents eventually stopped going to church, and by the time I was 10, I was exploring faith on my own. Traditional Catholicism never quite became home for me.
Earlier this year I saw that David Strong was starting Incarnation Community Church at 621 Tacoma Ave. I had heard him speak before and knew some of his work as a housing activist, so I decided to visit.
Most Sundays it’s just the two of us in the sanctuary while others join on Zoom. But David never holds back because of numbers. We pray. We worship. We share communion. We talk afterward, and honestly, those conversations have become one of the main reasons I keep coming.
The church is in a gritty part of town. Encampments are literally outside the door. You cannot ignore the world people are struggling through while you pray there.
And maybe that’s the point.
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