St. Thomas Church is a Church planting movement that embodies older Christian practices and beliefs with modern expressions of worship.

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Never answer when someone calls your name and never listen when someone tells you to come here . I know to some people ghosts are simply not real but I am here to tell you I can see them they are ...

Are you holding onto your dreams, or your plan? Learn to trust God, let go, and align with His purpose for your life.

I was reading an article written by -David McCasland in which he wrote about four black college students in Greensboro North Carolina. On February 1, 1960, these young students sat down at a “whites only” lunch counter, one of them Franklin McCain noticed an older white woman seated nearby looking at them. He was sure that her thoughts were unkind towards them and their protest against segregation. A few minutes later she walked over to them, put her hands on their shoulders, and said, “Boys, I am so proud of you.” McCain recalled the events years later on National Public Radio, he said the events taught him never to stereotype anyone, instead take time to consider others and seek an opportunity to talk with them. My grandmother would always tell me “Never judge a book by its cover” and that is what happened in 1960 at the lunch counter in Greensboro North Carolina, those four students saw the color of her skin and thought she could only see the same.

In my line of work I deal with stained glass windows at times. Most of us never look at the way they are made or how they line up with our lives. Most churches have stained glass windows and we sit and admire the beauty, never thinking about the process of using broken pieces to create such a work of art. The process of a stained glass window starts with shards of broken glass, which are then shaped to fit like puzzle pieces. The pieces of glass laying there without shape or form may look like just a pile of broken glass, but to the artist, it’s the start of a beautiful work of art, something that will have meaning and be admired by many, and that, is how God sees us, as a thing of beauty waiting to take form for the whole world to see and admire His handy work.

Skeptics claim it's impossible to know what really happened at the first Christmas. Was there a baby named Jesus? Where was he born? Was his mother a virgin? Is there any way to know for sure? This is first in a series of blog posts digging into Christmas. We'll dig deep into the historicity of Christmas from a dozen angles, all seeking to understand: what really happened? What should we believe about Christmas?

What is Calvinism? Most people could probably care less about that question. However, within the religious and Evangelical world, it can spark rigorous debates led by ruthless anti-Calvinists and Calvinists alike. Where do I stand on this matter, you ask? Well, if you've seen the title of my stream, I'm sure you know the answer. That's right, I'm a Calvinist. I'm also a 5-point Calvinist. Perhaps that admission will drive away some potential readers, or maybe it'll draw in some curious, 'closet Calvinists.' Whoever you are, if you're reading this, I hope that you read it to the end and allow me to defend this highly controversial title, and explain, in brief, what it is.

When life knocks you down enough times you start to ask, where is God?... It took some time for me to understand that God never leaves me, He is always there preparing me for the next round. Like a trainer in the boxer's corner, he can't take the hits for the fighter, but he has trained him to defend himself from them and strengthen him to get back up after a knockdown.

This short story follows Mayura, a 17-year-old girl from Greenwood City, Canada, as she prepares for Christmas with her family. Amidst the festive atmosphere, she witnesses an attempted robbery at her neighbor's house by four intruders. Her father calls the police, who confront and eventually apprehend the thieves, ensuring everyone's safety. Despite the unsettling events, Mayura's mother encourages the family to embrace the holiday spirit, symbolizing resilience and hope in the face of adversity.

I wrote this poem because I think it’s something a lot of people need to hear if not all of us and it’s supposed to be reflective and convicting from a very loving and understanding point of view , hope you all enjoy !

I am writing about God in this note, I really hope you read it it can teach and help a lot of people out there, especially those who need it.

Life is a precious gift, yet too often, we let it slip away through unhealthy choices and constant worry. Instead of entrusting our burdens to Father YHWH, we get caught in cycles of stress and poor habits. By placing our lives in His hands, however, we open ourselves to the peace and well-being that comes from living with purpose and gratitude.

Everyday self-talk to the lord. And slowly turning my way to god.

In a world gone insane, there are many opposing opinions and explanations for why we've arrived where we are today. Many are extra-biblical, and not based on a Christ-centered foundation. I offer my thoughts on the true reason for this crazy culture in the 2000's.

The figures behind the Midnight Soiree are powerful, shadowy rulers who manipulate the fates of others. They control the city's wealth through exploitation, using their influence not just in the event but also in politics, economy, and culture. Although they remain anonymous during the Soiree, their unseen hand governs both the prosperity above ground and the dark underworld below, shaping society without the public's awareness. Despite their anonymity during the event, their power extends beyond the Midnight Soiree into the city's politics, economy, and culture

They resided in the underworld (or heavens, depending on the myth) and acted as intermediaries between the divine realm and mortal affairs. primarily drawn from ancient texts like the *Enuma Elish*, *Epic of Gilgamesh*, and other cuneiform tablets found in Mesopotamian archaeological sites. ### Traditional Origin of the Anunnaki in Mesopotamian Mythology: ### Conclusion: While the traditional view of the Anunnaki sees them as mythological deities deeply embedded in the religious and cultural practices of ancient Mesopotamia, alternative theories, particularly those of Zecharia Sitchin, have gained attention for portraying the Anunnaki as ancient astronauts. These speculative interpretations continue to fuel modern interest in the connection between ancient civilizations and possible extraterrestrial visitors. 2. **Hierarchy**: The Anunnaki were often considered part of a divine council, with some texts suggesting they acted as judges over the fates of humanity and even other gods

The idea of tithing has long been a fundamental practice in various religious traditions, typically involving the donation of a portion of one's income or resources to support the church or community. While most people are familiar with the conventional practice of giving ten percent (a tithe), the concept of a "40th tithe" emerges as a lesser-known but intriguing spiritual and financial concept that has garnered attention in some circles. This article explores the origins, significance, and implications of the 40th tithe, providing insights into its relevance in contemporary faith communities.

An old poem from years ago that speaks about the costs of living for material things and placing money and possessions above connections with other peoples.

On the 13th of June, I remember feeling overwhelmed with my life and unworthy of God's love and grace. I had been constantly struggling with trusting Him, believing that my past is forgiven, and letting go of everything and everyone that had hurt me. For years I had been in a hot and cold relationship with God. One minute I'm content just being with Him, and the next I was following after my heart's desires, forsaking His love, and allowing myself to forget about who He is to me and how much peace I had dwelling with Him. This poem showcases my turmoil and is mixed with the story of the prodigal son (the protagonist being female in this case). Photo by Madara Parma on Unsplash