We know our weaknesses better than anyone. But we also know that amazing acts of goodness and kindness and forgiveness and grace take place here. This is the place where we learn to share with the homeless, the sick, the prisoner, the poor. This is the place we can find healing, forgiveness-- here we take our place in the family of Christ. We’ve been at it for 175 years, right here. And you’re a part of that tradition.
The Hopwood Christian Church (or as we used to be known, the Buffalo Creek Christian Church) has always been made up of a great variety of people. People who grew up here; people who came here from somewhere else. Farmers, truck-drivers, teachers...talkers, thinkers, listeners, pray-ers, do-ers. People from different backgrounds, people with differing ideas on the issues of the day. Republicans, Democrats, Green Party, I don’t know, maybe a few Whigs and some from the Bull Moose Party too. All stripes have found a home here. Some here who had been hurt somewhere else, some joined us who didn’t fit somewhere else. There have been loud people, quiet people, people who like Bach, people who like Fanny Crosby. Week by week, year by year, decade by decade, century by century...all those different kinds of people gathered right here. How did they ever come together? How did they ever stay together?
