We believe the light of Jesus is for every person, and every person can reflect it.
We are a Movement, dedicated to highlighting individuals + groups worldwide who live a lifestyle of light for the glory of God. While we aren’t the Light, we can be reflectors. It’s His light, it’s our time. Did you know that one of the most fascinating things about light is that it will naturally expand to fill whatever space it is in?
Light will automatically spread; the more room you give it, the more territory it will cover. We believe the reason for this design, is that light was meant to be seen. “No one lights a lamp and then hides it or puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where its light can be seen by all.” Luke 11:33
“SO THAT ALL MAY COME TO SEE AND GIVE HIM PRAISE.”
Matthew 5:16
We can’t do it alone. No one was meant to carry light alone – because ironically although it is light, it can be heavy. During His time on earth with us, Jesus said “my burden is light” (another translation in the NLT is, “the burden I give you is light.” Matthew 11:30). The burden He gives us is light. We’ve been blessed by meditating on that quite literally, and to realize that light is our mandate. It’s our mission, and every mission is heavy when carried alone. He’ll help us do it, and we can help each other too.
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I was enjoying beautiful fall weather in Buckhead, Atlanta with a friend this morning, following a long week. As we sat outside and pulled our masks down to sip our tasty espresso drinks, the sound of sirens started far off in the distance and quickly grew closer and closer. I put the cup down and held it in my hands. Four armored vehicles that looked like army tanks sped by right in front of us.
Everyone. Every. One.
Seems pretty straightforward of a concept and essentially means: all people.
Unfortunately though in recent months I’ve become increasingly aware of the fact that when we reference the term everyone, we don’t always mean every. one.
Way back in 520 BC, hidden within the tiny book of Haggai (only 2 chapters long) in the Old Testament of the Bible, is guidance for our time during the coronavirus. 2500 years ago God prepared a story for such a time as this: to show us an important truth about ‘building our houses.’
After being exiled and not allowed to leave (sound familiar) their home in Babylon, a period of time passed and then 50,000 people were finally allowed to return to Judah and begin to rebuild their lives. But, not so fast. This time, God said, you will rebuild my temple as your first priority.
Social distancing during this COVID-19 epidemic has me actually thinking about the opposite: social unity.
Togetherness, not as something we have to wait for, or look toward our government to mandate, but a collective mindset we choose to embrace all on our own. Right now, more than I can remember in my lifetime, there is a global option on the table for us – to think beyond ourselves and our families, to our nation and ultimately every other (family and nation) on this shared planet.
After a series of open doors and confirmations this past spring it became clear to our family that God was preparing the next chapter of life for us in Atlanta, Georgia. So this fall, after 10 years in Chicago, our little family made a big move 600 miles south.
I usually don’t cook. Recent summer nights of this young marriage have been spent ordering in, or picking something up together on our way home. Ministry work has been especially demanding in this season so I admit meal planning hasn’t been one of my strengths. But the good news is God hasn’t been relying on my strengths to meet the needs of His people.
I received an incredible gift that was unexpected, and not even something I told anyone I wanted. And I have no idea how but it arrived just in time for my birthday.
A year ago my Different Kind of Birthday Party started what I didn’t know then would become a whole new lifestyle of living life in friendship with the homeless. Now here I am this year, unexpectedly finding myself spending my birthday with the homeless again. And this time it’s even better.









