Multiply Church

     In the heart of life’s tempests and trials, the steadfastness of God's goodness becomes most evident. It's simple to extol His virtues from the peaks of joy, yet it’s in our valleys of challenge where His presence truly manifests its depth. This profound truth resonates through my spirit as I reflect on the essence of our faith, particularly in the light of Easter—a celebrated day, yet only a single day amongst the myriad where He continually lives and reigns.      Our journey through the book of Hebrews, especially chapter 7, reinforces this conviction. Hebrews isn’t just a narrative; it’s a testament to Jesus being superior, contrasting the old covenant with the new covenant He established.      Today, I'm reminded that our lives are a sequence of mountaintops and valleys. We either emerge from a storm or brace ourselves to weather a new one. Yet, amidst these fluctuations, a constant remains: Jesus. He is not just a historical figure; He is alive, and His resurrecti

     As we gathered this Easter Sunday, the message from our church family at Multiply was both a heartfelt invitation and a profound reflection on the true essence of Easter. For many of us, especially those not already part of our church community, the day was an opportunity to explore what Easter and, more broadly, what faith in Jesus could mean in our lives.      Our church is founded on a simple yet powerful principle: we are interested in people, not masses. Each individual's story, background, and spiritual journey matter to us deeply. Easter, a day of victory and celebration for followers of Jesus, offers a perfect moment to share this principle.      The significance of Easter cannot be overstated—it commemorates the resurrection of Jesus Christ, a cornerstone of Christian faith, symbolizing hope, renewal, and the promise of eternal life. For believers, this day reaffirms the victory over sin and death, made possible through Jesus's sacrifice and triumph.      Yet, the

     I want to explore a theme that resonates deeply within the tapestry of our lives—disruptions. Disruptions, by their very nature, are unexpected and often uninvited changes that challenge the status quo of our existence. They come in various forms, sizes, and impacts, each with its unique set of consequences and lessons.      Reflecting on personal experiences, I'm reminded of dear friends who, after nearly completing the journey of raising their sons, were surprised by the news of a new addition to their family. At 40, they discovered they were expecting another child—a situation that, to my younger self, seemed almost bewildering. Yet, as I stand closer to the milestone of turning 50, the perspective shifts, underscoring the unpredictability and grace embedded within life's journey.      This story of unexpected change serves as a poignant reminder that disruptions are not anomalies; they are a part of the human experience. Whether it's a change in family dynamics, a

     I have felt the urge to share something deeply personal, something that's been stirring in my heart and reshaping my perspective in profound ways. This isn't just another post; it's a confession, a revelation, and a plea rolled into one. I've titled this entry "Crucified in Christ?" and I hope, as you read through, you'll sense the earnestness with which I write and the journey I've been on.      This past week has been unlike any other. It's one of those times when you encounter God so vividly that it cuts right to the core of who you are. This encounter has led me to a message I feel compelled to share, one that I've been wrestling with, and one that has challenged me deeply. It's about truth—speaking it and living it, especially when it's hard. It's about love—the kind of love that compels us to speak the hard truths, first to ourselves and then to others.      A few weeks back, a friend recommended a book to me, one that he

     This journey I'm on isn't just about me; it's about hope, transformation, and the profound love of Jesus that transcends borders, cultures, and the deepest of despairs.      You know, there's something about hope that's both exhilarating and humbling. Do you remember the first time you felt it? That unshakable assurance that, despite everything, there's a God holding you in His hands? I've seen firsthand what happens when that hope reaches the heart of someone who's never dared to hope before. It's nothing short of miraculous.      My story, my husband's story, and indeed, the story of every soul we've encountered on this mission, is a testament to God's boundless grace. From Bolivia to Uganda, we've walked paths less traveled, and in every face, we've seen His reflection. From the dense jungles of Bolivia, where we first answered God's call, to the vibrant, yet challenging landscapes of Uganda, every step has been guided

     Ever found yourself caught in the fascinating cycle of debt forgiveness, only to realize how hard it is to pass that same grace forward? That's a story that recently hit me like a ton of bricks. It's about a man who was forgiven a massive debt, an amount he could never have hoped to repay in several lifetimes. You'd think such an overwhelming act of kindness would transform how he treated others, right? Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. When the tables were turned, and he had the chance to forgive a much smaller debt owed to him, he chose anger and resentment instead. This scenario really got me thinking about the profound power of forgiveness and how it's easier to receive than to give.      This realization struck me during a song at church, a moment when the lyrics seemed to echo the depths of my soul. It wasn't about the physical act of worship, but where my heart was in that moment. It was a stark reminder of the immense rescue mission I was a part