Posts by Friends Church

Posts by Friends Church

MS letter from Stuart Brooks

Dear Friends, I’ve been wanting to write to you for some time to tell you about what’s going on with me, but I haven’t been in a good enough place to do it. In May of 2013, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis.  My symptoms were that my right hand started to go numb.  Since it was the end of my second semester of class work towards a PhD in English at UH, I attributed…

My Story

Everyone has a story about why they attend a certain church.  Some stories are simple.   Our story…well…it is simply not-so-simple.  But, I wouldn’t change a thing. My story starts out quite simple actually.  My husband and I were married in 2007.     Not long after we married, we started our quest to find a home for our family.  We made several moves all around the…

Being Sustained by God and His People

Missions seems to run in my family.  I feel that I can relate to how Luke Skywalker must have felt about the force… my parents have it, my sisters have it, my church has it.  For as long as I can remember, I have been surrounded by people who take time to love their neighbors, both near and far.   Through my family and Friendswood Friends church, I have had the…

LIFE WAS GOOD, OR SO WE THOUGHT

Christi and I are proud members of Friends Church and blessed by the relationships and lessons we feel we have learned during our time as members of the church. Christi and I are from Brenham, Texas and were wed just a week after graduation from Texas A&M University. Following our wedding we started our life together as a military family.  14 years and 10 moves later…

Count Your Many Blessings

Many years ago a famous song evangelist was traveling with some missionaries through Africa. His assignment was to lead the praise-worship time before the missionary brought the sermon. The trip had been long. Heat and sickness had bothered the little team of itinerant travelers. The food was always of unfamiliar local flavors versus an American diet. Many nights they…

On Being Transformed

My spiritual life is usually a complete mess. I look at my bookshelves and marvel that anyone even attempts to write books about spirituality, all those pieces of paper bound together with string and glue, with all their chapters and subheadings and beginnings and endings and ability to be alphabetized.  All that cohesion. My spiritual journey is not so hygienic.  I…

Waking

When Peter awoke on Thursday morning, he did not yet know. That night, he would eat torn bread and drink shared wine.  He would listen as Jesus predicted denial and betrayal, and he would stubbornly shake his head.  “Even if all fall away, I will not.”  He would use words like “never” and would make loud promises of certainty.  All his sentences would end in exclamation…

i am

Your jubilant song to Moses: I AM WHO I AM.   “When they ask you my name, this is what     you will tell them,         this is what you will tell them,             tell my people I AM,                 I AM, I AM, I AM,” like the deep cadence of a chime answering itself in the canyons of deep desert.   You grieve in the face of slavery and move to intervene   …

Crisis of Faith

In college, I had what I guess what you might call a “crisis of faith,” which seems too neat and succinct a term for the slow-motion trainwreck that it actually was.  Slowly but steadily, everything I had always taken for granted about God was stripped away, and I found myself standing in a world of stark unbelief.  No words can adequately describe what that is like, when…
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