The dryer had been going for nearly an hour and all I wanted was some sleep. I was tired. Worn out. Then came the nagging, annoying little squeak. It started small, then developed into a large, rhythmic, obnoxious scrape of metal on metal. It had been a long day and i was ready for bed, so i did what any normal human being would do. I ignored it. It didn't work.

I believe God wants to grow the church and reach people like me. People tired of church as it is, tired of normal and religious. For people who are searching. I believe he wants to show himself fresh and new and powerful. I want to support that, I want to be a part of that. I want to help. I want to serve.