“O praise the name of the Lord our God. O praise His name forevermore. For endless days, we will sing Your praise. Oh Lord, oh Lord our God.” One of the ways that I sense God’s presence the most is through songs of worship. ...

“I just need to see if you’re crazy.” A friend of mine said this to me one day as we were setting up a time to discuss what was going on in my life. ...

Summer is finally here. For students, it means freedom. No more class. No more homework, and no more responsibilities. For those of us out of school, it means going through the same routines, but the only difference is now it’s hot....

Is it July already? It seems like it was just a few days ago that a brand new year arrived and I was spending time looking back over 2017, taking stock of where I saw spiritual growth and, sadly, where I saw struggle with sin....

Kurt Arens’ life is a story of the Lord’s redemptive power to change our hearts and teach us His ways. He grew up knowing there was a God, but his faith was not fostered by his family as neither parent attended church. It was common for his dad to drop the kids off at Sunday school and wait for them at a nearby bar. ...

There are two types of dressing rooms in this world. The first, my favorite type of dressing rooms, are the ones with comfy chairs and trendy wall decorations and lighting dim enough to shadow the price tag and mirrors that somehow magically make me look and feel confident in whatever I’m trying on. ...

They move towards the building, some running, holding bags or purses over their head, some quickly walking with umbrellas pulling against the wind. They splash through puddles, not noticing, as their shoes are already soaked through. The rain comes in sheets, and they don’t care that cell phones, Bibles, and clothes are drenched. Lightning flashes with thunder following after too quickly for comfort....

At this point, three months have passed since the Shame conference that was held at Grace Church. And I am just now able to start articulating what God revealed to me during those days and weeks following. ...

Like so many of us, Kathy Scully was raised in a home that often succumbed to tension, dysfunction, and brokenness. Her parents’ actions communicated a confusing message that she was both the very best thing and the very worst thing....

Am I trusting in the promises declared to me in His word or am I placing trust in my ability to control and make sense of my world?...

With several campuses, it can be easy to miss out on stories of how God is moving and working within the local church. Read below as Chuck and Ashley Moore, community group leaders from our Pelham campus, tell the story of the Jump Start furniture closet. ...

My past, my shame, my guilt, my pain: that all too familiar voice in my head. Shame consumed me for the first half of my life. It felt, at times, like I was in a dark hole, bound in chains, unable to find my way out. That is the power of Shame....

This summer we have 25 Kairos interns working in various ministries at Grace Church. Keep reading to learn a little bit more about these guys. Visit our Kairos website for more information about internships at Grace Church....

Last week, a twenty-two year-long season of my life came to a screeching halt in the ten seconds it took me to walk across a stage, shake a hand, and receive a piece of paper declaring that I’m finished with school forever. Up until that point, my daily life revolved around the constant ebb and flow of working to hit the next deadline, to reach a certain grade, to get into the next class or school or program, or to be given another set of goals and deadlines and grades....

I have recently noticed that on the familiar drive south to my hometown in Georgia, my spirit is literally nourished by the views....

This month we have been highlighting various stories on our social media in conjunction with National Foster Care Month. We will begin to wrap up the month with a life change story from a foster parent, Carol Ann Denyer, a single woman at our Downtown Campus (video below) and ways you can serve foster families. ...

Peace. It seems to be a word often thrown around yet rarely sought after or attained. What is peace anyway?...

When I was young there was a popular commercial about razors on TV. It featured men and women going about their usual way of daily shaving, when all of a sudden— Gotcha! —the razor would cut them, and they would wince in visible, marked pain....

I just returned from a place that has the longest blackout in US history. Can you guess where that is? Puerto Rico, where many citizens have been without power for over seven months, since Hurricane Maria hit last fall....

When I was young, I was the “peacemaker” among my friends. It was a constant obsession of mine to make sure I was at peace with everyone and everyone with each other. I hated for there to be any conflict or for anyone to be mad at me, and I wanted to make sure that I was always on good terms with all my friends....

When I started coming to Grace Church a few years ago, I had no idea what the Lord had in store for me and the lessons He would teach me. One of the most incredible blessings was the opportunity to work through the Redeeming Sexuality study with the amazing group of women I served alongside at Cultor House....

That Saturday was one of those days where I questioned everything. It was an introvert day I needed, but the scary kind where I didn’t want to be alone and also didn’t want to be with anyone....

Growing up, I fell into the classic “good girl” category—a homegrown church-girl who followed the rules and dotted her i’s and crossed her t’s and never got in too much trouble....

When I was in third grade, I played softball for one year. I’m not sure why I wanted to play, but my team did not win a single game—so I decided softball wasn’t worth it and I quit. I decided if I wasn’t winning, it wasn’t worth playing....

I never feel like I fit anywhere. At best, I feel mildly out of place, but most of the time I feel like I am nothing—like I am the odd woman out. Let’s face it: I am socially awkward on my best day. ...

It’s that time of year again. The spring pollen has covered everything in sight, bees are humming about, and the sun is burning my sweater-free arms as I sit outside with my child. I’m holding a giant book, and we are cramming for end-of-year testing. ...

One of the really amazing things about being a part of a thriving local church is that I get to know and be known by people who are incredible examples of what it means to follow Jesus. ...