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Church Planters

A little history….

Four years ago while we were in Orlando on a tour stop, Clark and I sat across from our best friend and pastor David (Duke) Docusen in a shopping mall food court as he began to share a dream of us planting a church together with him and his wife. Somewhere between Yankee Candle Co. and Baby Gap, Clark and I agreed that we were the last people on Earth equipped for such a task. No offense {Duke} but I believe we may have even said that anyone who would want us on their church staff clearly needed to have their head examined. We thought we had perhaps seen and heard too much. I believe the phrase “used goods” may have even escaped our lips. See, our story is not unlike many others who have been burned by ministry. Jaded, bitter, confused… throw in a few other choice expletives and we’ve pretty much been there, said that. It took me years and tears later to warm up to the idea of stepping foot in a church again after my first ministry job much less the thought of becoming a church planter. The very phrase, church planter…. gravel in my mouth. Ew.

I think it is worth noting that Clark and I were pre-children in those days. Blissfully ignorant. When we had our first child, Salem, we realized that our sleep-all-day-play-all-night existence was fast losing its romantic charms. We both began to feel the need to plant roots by which our growing family could thrive.  For two mobile souls, the answer to “where” was not easily come by. Someone wiser than us posed the reality that Clark and I would not be the only two people raising our children. This got us thinking…a lot. With whom do we share similar values in similar walks of life? Not to mention, when the chips are down, who do you call at 3am to come pray with you while you and your significant other are at a deadlock, utterly spent from a screaming match that has now lasted into the wee hours? {Wait… is that just us?} We flirted with the idea of moving to Charlotte to join forces with the Docusen family…. “do life” as we call it. {That was back when we still thought community was sexy}. Nah! Boston? NYC? Anywhere but the South sounded more appealing. However, the yearning for community was greater than a need for an exotic address.

Fast forward… last April, Clark and I, along with Salem and our half-baked {at the time} Amelia packed up our lives, crossed over the Jordan and moved to Charlotte, North Carolina….

And thus our journey begins…


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