We spring forward this weekend. This comes with immediate pain (losing an hour of sleep on Saturday night) but with long-term benefits. We have more daylight. Spring is right around the corner! We can sense newness and renewal are in the air. The month of March has always been bittersweet for me....

I can still see the large hardback Bible under the living room coffee table. It was blue with a colorful picture of Jesus on the front of it. I can’t recall what he was doing but he had a big smile on his face. If I had to guess, I’d say this particular Bible was probably printed in the 1970’s. I don’t even recall if it was the full Bible or just excerpts but I can still see in my mind the images inside of the stories I had heard so many times.

As we’ve listened, prayed, and reflected on the last few years, we’ve sensed God leading us into a new season for missions at White Oak. Not a departure from who we’ve been—but a deeper alignment with who God is forming us to become.

When I was a kid Easter was always by far the most boring of the holidays. Halloween had candy and costumes. Thanksgiving had the delicious food that you only had once per year. Christmas was a season of yummy treats, fun movies, holiday traditions, presents, and church events that highlighted the celebration. Even my birthday had a lot of exciting build up for days leading to the celebration! But Easter was sort of....

At White Oak, missions have never been a side project. They’ve always been part of our DNA. But as our church continues to grow—and as more people join us who didn’t grow up around church—it’s worth slowing down and clearly answering a basic question: What do we actually mean when we talk about “missions”?

The post high school years can be very stressful as a young adult. I recall feeling a bit lost. I was no longer in the same rhythm of schooling which had been my life for 12 years. I wasn’t yet working in a career field that I felt passionate about, and I was learning how to navigate friendships and dating relationships. I was in college at the time, but I felt like I was sort of stuck in limbo...

Happy New Year! I’m going to admit to you right now… most of my New Year’s Eves have been spent at home… with lots of junk food… and me being in bed by 11:15pm (If I make it that far). I feel weird about that sometimes. I have for years. It feels like I should be partying with friends, silly string, noise makers, and raucous celebrations! I guess our culture and media sort of impresses that upon us. As the years pass by, I find myself feeling more content with my New Year’s E

Happy New Year! I’m going to admit to you right now… most of my New Year’s Eves have been spent at home… with lots of junk food… and me being in bed by 11:15pm (If I make it that far). I feel weird about that sometimes. I have for years. It feels like I should be partying with friends, silly string, noise makers, and raucous celebrations! I guess our culture and media sort of impresses that upon us. As the years pass by, I find myself feeling more content with my New Year’s E

I have to admit, these last few weeks have been heavy. It’s not the way I hoped to start 2026, but what year ever starts the way we hope? Many of us have watched the news and felt our stomachs drop. Stories of violence, fear, uncertainty....

Happy New Year! I’m going to admit to you right now… most of my New Year’s Eves have been spent at home… with lots of junk food… and me being in bed by 11:15pm (If I make it that far). I feel weird about that sometimes. I have for years. It feels like I should be partying with friends, silly string, noise makers, and raucous celebrations! I guess our culture and media sort of impresses that upon us. As the years pass by, I find myself feeling more content with my New Year’s E