Can I Be Forgiven?

Can I Be Forgiven?

Her lips were drawn back to reveal a set of finely sharpened teeth as she crept up on her prey. The victim was completely unaware of its impending doom as its tormentor began her approach… closer… and closer… she was mere inches from clamping down on her prey’s neck...
A Passion for the Presence of God

A Passion for the Presence of God

“Communication is Key”   I wish I had a billion more hands so I could count all the times I’ve heard that phrase. Especially when my dad would sit me down and give me relationship advice (now of course I realize everything he said was true) he would...
Peace, Perfect Peace

Peace, Perfect Peace

“Shalom” in the Hebrew language means, “peace” and is used in the Middle East today as we would use the terms “hello” and “goodbye” here in America. This Hebrew word though has deeper connotations than the words we use...
The Purpose of Family

The Purpose of Family

What is home suppose to be? Not just to the individual but to the whole family unit? Often times I think we view it as our escape from reality; our personal paradise. It is a place to go and not have a care in the world – minus a few dirty clothes or dishes. I...
Missing Home

Missing Home

Take any family. Any family you pick at random will have some sort of disease that seems to be prevalent throughout generations. Whenever you fill out those medical forms (or maybe your parents are the ones filling them out) you have to check all the illnesses that...
Welcome to the West Metro Youth Website

Welcome to the West Metro Youth Website

I am very excited that we now have our own youth website. This will now be the place you come to in order to learn about everything going on with the youth group. This site will have several things you should look for every time you visit. Check out the home page for...
So, You Had A Bad Day?

So, You Had A Bad Day?

Do you remember that Daniel Powter song? Man, I sure do. It always reminds me of the summer of my 8th grade year. My youth group was at a work camp and it was miserably hot. And I mean hot. Like really hot. I don’t know how else to get this point across to you...
Everything I’ve Done, I’ve Done For You

Everything I’ve Done, I’ve Done For You

Ever since I can remember my younger brother has always loved “stuff”. Things, knick-knacks, toys, whatever he could posses – he wanted it. He was one of those kids that ran to the toy aisle and would bring back four or five things and let my parents pick out...
The Father’s Love

The Father’s Love

I don’t know about you, but the love of God has always – for lack of a better term – suffocated me (I think I know what Paul was talking about in 2 Cor 4:17 about that eternal weight). It is daunting to think about the abounding love that God has so graciously given...