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Lessons from hiking
Whether I’m hiking an easier stroll or a 20-mile trek, I’ve noticed parallels to my journey with Christ.
- This is my journey. Too often I waste time comparing my stride, pace or equipment to that of fellow hikers.
- I don’t know what’s around each bend, but God does. I can’t let anxiety steal my joy.
- It’s best to balance hiking in silence with sharing the trail with friends.
- I’ll be sore tomorrow, and that’s okay. Engaging new muscles leaves a reminder that growth is uncomfortable.
- Being prepared is good; being too prepared makes for a heavy backpack. I need to do my due diligence and let God handle the rest.
- It’s not a race, so finishing quickly offers no reward. When I’m not in a hurry, I tend to notice more of God’s blessings.
- I need to look up, enjoying God’s creation as I let him determine my steps.
—Janna Firestone
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Little Free Pantry:

The following is a letter that one of our pantry users left for Marilyn. It is shared so you can see how this small ministry affects neighbors in our community.
Dear church,
I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am a small family of 3 who this year fell on hard times but found hope and peace of mind by finding your food and book box. Thanksgiving was coming and I was defeated. I did not know how I was going to put a meal on the table for my wife and 13 year old son. It was cold, I was depressed not knowing what I was going to do knowing both my wife and son would not understand why on their table was not a beautiful meal just like every other Thanksgiving. I was walking around outside trying to figure out what to do as well as not show my
little family I was scared and didn’t know what to do. As I turned the corner to my block I saw your church. I wanted to say a prayer for help. As I approached, in front of my eyes all my worries in a moment vanished. A turkey, fresh bread, cranberry sauce, jar of gravy, and a box of cornbread! In that moment hope filled my heart with joy. My little family would be able to eat and not only eat, we would be able to have one of the nicest thanksgiving dinners ever. All the worries, all the not knowing, all the sadness went away all because YOUR CHURCH turned out to be my savior that night. Just seeing that food box meant the world to me in that moment. So I sit here writing this letter because I want all to know who donated and all who helped with that donation box on that night changed a family’s Thanksgiving and allowed us to have a beautiful grateful dinner and for that we are blessed and honored from your churches kindness and will never be forgotten in my time of need when I had no hope and didn’t know what I would do. God looked out 4 my family.
Sincerely,
The Grateful
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