Just Keep Swimming

Written by Rev. Keith Turman

Reflections on being All In

Written by Becky Brown

Praise the Mount…

Written by Scott Taylor

Costa Rica

Written by Rev. Keith Turman

Before walking up the hill to the breakfast room, we stopped by our sleeping room to grab the breakfast passes. Chan said, “The monkeys are on the roof. Can you hear them?” I definitely heard something over my head. The air conditioner condensation started dripping from the ceiling, which prompted her scream, “Eeew! The monkeys are peeing!” “It’s not monkey pee. It’s the air conditioner.” “Well,” she calmly said, “we should put a towel on the floor.” The white towel immediately turned yellow.

Adrenaline Junkie?

Written by Becky Brown

50 Years Ago…Just Yesterday


Written by Scott Taylor

I have heard so much in my life about the year 1968.  50 years ago.  I was not alive then.  Nevertheless, I marvel at some of things that happened 50 years ago.

The Easter Hee-Haw…

Written by Scott Taylor

(with special thanks to Rev. Frank Stith, Rev. Sandy Giles, and David LaMotte)

A short list of Frank’s favorite funny one-liners from the world of Country Music:

I sold a car to a guy who stole my girl, but it don’t run so we’re even.

Mama get a hammer (There’s a fly on Daddy’s head).

If the phone don’t ring, you’ll know it’s me.

How can I miss you if you won’t go away.


By: Rev. Keith Turman

I wonder what they called it.

Maybe some called it holy on parade day. Maybe their hosannas were shouted with a deep sense that something beautiful and sacred was unfolding right before their eyes. But the week was a mess.  

Anger. Fear. Confusion. Greed. Dishonesty. Betrayal. Violence. Suffering. Death.

The Holy Week they experienced delivered every kind of pain at every possible turn.

Written by Becky Brown

 For lo, I stand at the door and knock.

(Oh, no!  It’s Mormons.)

 by Scott Taylor


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