Build relationships that build you up

One of our stated core values at Twickenham is “Life in Community”. The church as a community revolves around a body of Christians who provide support for each other. As we join together in common faith, we seek to grow closer, forming bonds of unity that provide an anchor against the storms of life. Small groups here build and strengthen relationships as they provide an atmosphere where people of similar interests can grow together in their relationship with God and with each other. Come be a part of and experience “Life in Community” to its fullest.

 

Expose your teens to POSITIVE peer pressure

Our youth ministry is for anyone. While it is intimidating to walk into a group of teenagers when you are new, our teens are all coming together, from a variety of places, to be one group that loves Jesus. We may be weird, but it’s because we are all so different and we have come to accept each other for who we are. Don’t let your first visit be your last. Jump in and get to know us and we’ll do our best to help you get to know Jesus.

 

Help your kids build a moral foundation and a love of God

We want our kids to know that God is Real! God is Relevant! God is Revolutionary! To help them make this connection, we utilize creative storytelling, games and crafts that are aimed at helping children understand, apply, and remember His Word.  In today’s world, our kids need a strong biblically-based moral foundation set in stone, upon which they can build for everything they encounter at home, in school and life!

An old friend of mine is dying. I learned the news just this week and the truth is, I didn’t even know he was sick. Cancer. We were a part of the same church back in Atlanta. Then they moved, we moved a couple of times and we lost touch. Still, I was deeply saddened to hear that hospice has been called in.

If you have some relationships that have atrophied due to distance or time or whatever, it would be good to reach out and reconnect. The unexpected turn in life is not a bug. It’s a feature.

He and his wife are as solid as they come. They were firm parents, but always fair, and raised two really good kids. We could use more like them. Fair, firm parents, I mean, but well-raised kids, too. Not always, but those two things tend to show up together.

I remember where they sat in Sunday church; back right corner of the auditorium as you looked out from the podium. I remember he had a quick smile and an easy laugh that betrayed a bit of mischief. I remember, too, that she pretty much had his number. More than once, I saw her give him that wordless look that wives who are married to waggish men learn to perfect. It’s a that’s-enough-from-you-mister look and it usually works.

My most poignant memory involves, of all things, a bottle of water. We were sitting in the family room of their home. He stepped into the kitchen and as he did, she asked him, “Would you bring me a water?” Just before he handed it to her – he twisted the cap to break the seal. I can still hear the tiny plastic tabs breaking – click, click, click.

“Thank you,” she said. But not in a surprised kind of way as if that level of micro courtesy was on display just because the preacher was visiting. No, the exchange was routine. Normal. A tiny but well-practiced little step in their marital dance.

Our cultural story tellers – the song writers, novelists and movie makers – have convinced us that love is at its best when it is expressed through the grand, the ultimate and the heroic. Love certainly shines in such moments – especially when backed by a stirring soundtrack. And it is true that Jesus once said the greatest love is when you lay down your life for a friend.

But he also celebrated the beauty of an extra mile walked. A prayer quietly lifted. An undeserved mercy extended. A cup of cold water given. Little things that no one but the recipient would notice. And maybe not even then. But God notices.

Ever since I saw my friend twist that cap, opening a bottle of water has been for me a kind of Pavlovian prompt. When I hear the click, click, click, I remember that love is not always monumental, herculean or resplendent. Often – nearly always – love is the simple gesture, the small kindness, the pocket-sized favors we do for each other every day.

I am certain my friend is surrounded by that kind of love in these last days. I like to imagine that when he finally crosses to the other side and sees Jesus, all of heaven will be waiting to welcome him. Someone will count 3 – 2 – 1! Then they’ll all simultaneously twist the caps off bottles of water and heaven will roar with joyous laughter.

Why Our Members Chose Twickenham

Our first Sunday back – relief, gratitude and being able to be part of such an uplifting assembly and worship again. We feel like this church is our family.

Uplifting! I loved the energy of the service – the singing – just a great “vibe”.

We appreciate the ABF (Adult Bible Fellowship) classes we have been in. I love The Spring!