Hello,
After prayer and consideration, we have decided to revamp our work schedule for the Church building.
Over the past couple of months there has been a relatively small turnout on Saturdays. We have seen alot of folks come during the week to the evening work times. Due to this, we are going to rearrange the schedule. We are going to cancel Saturday and Sunday work days for the remainder of June. In July we are going to begin doing Saturday mornings, with this time being devoted specifically to painting. For the remainder of the summer, (June, July, and August) we will be doing two weeknight work times per week. We will alternate between Monday and Wednesday one week, and Tuesday and Thursday the next week.
We want to be a church that is flexible, and open to what God is doing. We don’t want to ask God to bless what we are doing, but do what God is blessing. This means we need to be listening to God and observing His people.
So, the worknights for June are: June 13, 15, 19, 21, 27, and 29. All nights will be from 6-9 pm. I hope this change is not an inconvenience for anyone. Please give me a call (740-501-3469) or drop me an email () if you have any questions. May You see God at work in your life today.
Paul Helser
The following is a list, and not a complete list, of how God’s blessings are upon me.
He made me strong when I was week.
He put me back together again when I was apart.
He brought me home when I was a way.
He held me when I cried.
He forgave me when I strayed.
He guided me when I lead.
He touched me when I hurt.
He gave me peace when I was at war.
He lifted me when I stumbled.
He watched me when I was alone.
He gave when I accepted.
He answered when I called.
He was the Doctor when I was sick.
He died I lived.
He loved me when I couldn’t.
He opened the door for me, when I knock.
He found me when I was lost.
He carried me when I crawled.
Though I grew up in a Christian church, I now feel it was a journey to the Vineyard.
The foundation to this journey comes from my parent’s devotion to making sure that my brother, sister, and I went to church. We went every Sunday no matter where we were. I learned all the stories in the Bible many times over. When I was old enough I went on missions trips, to Bible camps and retreats, and to many youth conferences. With all of these “church type” activities and being caught up in the moment of worship I do not know how much it meant to me.
When I moved out of my parent’s house I continued to go to church, but I went because it was what I had always done in the past. I had a “need now” relationship with God. I prayed to Him when I need something and needed it now. But when that “thing” had past I stopped praying.
Shortly before my twenty-first birthday I moved to Memphis, Tennessee. I became a member of a local Christian Church and became involved with the youth. It was also the first time I heard a pastor teach instead of preach. I fell in love with this new type of sermon presentation. I was also in a church that I felt accepted and loved in.
A few years later when I moved back to Columbus, Ohio I resumed going to my old church. Something was missing from this church though, at the time, I did not know what it was missing. I continued to attend this church for a reason unknown. And I began to drift away from the church and from God. The reason I drifted was that I was starving for something or someone.
Then I heard something on a Christian radio station that spoke to me and would light a spark in me. This is what I heard “It is a relationship. Not a religion.” For some unknown reason I knew that was the truth but where I could find this relationship that my soul was aching for.
A friend of mine that I grew up with in the youth group at the church I was attending invited me to the Joshua House at the Columbus Vineyard. Worship was free, the lesson where taught, the mood was come as you are, and the love was flowing. I found what I had been missing for a long in a Church and that was the Spirit. I attended Joshua House for while, and I was being feed like a starving man.
As my life change I left the Joshua House and Vineyard for a while. Then the same friend invited me back, but this time to the Sunday morning service. I sat back and saw that this was a Church that was filled with the Spirit. No one care about what I wore or what I did or what I drove, like it had been in my previous church. They cared about me as me. Though with my work schedule I could not always attend, but did when I could because I missed it.
Over the past few years my family has moved to Mount Vernon. Then my parents and my brother wanted me to move to Mount Vernon. At first I did not want to and made some excuses not too. Then some circumstance came about and I had to move somewhere, so I moved to Mount Vernon.
One of my dilemmas about moving was what I was going to do about a church. I really did not want to go to my parent’s church. So I looked up Mount Vernon area churches and found the Vineyard Church of Knox County. I attended a few worship services and then for short time I was unable to attend.
I then change jobs and was able to have every Sunday off. I once again started going to church and started going every Sunday. But now it was not because I went to church every Sunday as a child or because it was what I was suppose to do, it was because I was being in the presence of the Lord and I needed that more and more.
In VCKC I found people who where like me, broken. Though that did not matter to anyone, I was still loved. I found higher plain of worship. I found a home group who has stood by me in trying times. I found what I had been missing, a relationship with God.
I also found a teacher, Chris Macky, which at times it feels like he is teaching directly to me, though I know that it is The Teacher speaking through Chris to me. In that I found the Lord.
I have become very involved in VCKC. Not in the way I was involved with a church before. I am now involved in away that benefits most of all God, but also the church.
I have met people who in a very short time have become close and personal. People who I have called and without any questions welcomed me into their homes or have been there in needed time.
Over my life God has poured out many countless blessing onto me. Some are known to me some are not. Though a known blessing is that I now know that my journey into the Vineyard is a relationship and not a religion.