She was the first face I saw when my family pulled into the church parking lot for the first time. With a toddler on a hip and a preschooler by the hand, Cliff and I asked Alice where the nursery was.
“I’m the nursery worker tonight,” she fibbed.
And the rest is history. For more than 17 years, Alice has been a listening ear, a quiet cheerleader, a prayer partner, a faith builder, a selfless friend. My sons think of her as a second mom, and, boy, has her love for them been a comfort to this momma who needs all the help she can get.
Dave and Alice have been quietly serving Christ at the Heart of Mesa for more than two decades. They’re the type who will do pretty much anything that needs doing just because they love Jesus and His people.
God’s been doing some “shuffly nudgy” stuff in my friends’ hearts. He told them it’s time to move on.
Some folks change churches like they change clothes.
The pastor preaches one too many sermons on tithing. Time to change churches.
Sister Sue got the solo in the Christmas cantata even though she can’t carry a tune. Time to change churches.
The new pastor doesn’t do things just like the old pastor. Time to change churches.
The church opens its doors to people not quite like them. Time to change churches.