It was Christmas vacation, two and a half years ago. My family and I were leaving the movie theatre at Legacy Place, in Dedham, MA, where we had just watched the movie, ‘The Penguins of Madagascar’. At this particular location, there are escalators that take you from the parking lot on the lower level to the theatre on the second level. After our movie ended, we made our way back toward the escalators. I was at the bottom of this escalator when I realized our older daughter, Mya, was standing at the top. “Oh, hey up there,” I said, with a smile, “C’mon down, Mya.” "No. I’m scared of escalators,” she replied.
What am I doing with my life? What should I do with my life? I had recently moved to Cambridge after accepting a job offer at a consulting firm, and two months in I was questioning the purpose of it all. It was frustrating – neither the miraculous circumstances that had brought me here nor what was supposed to be the ‘honeymoon’ phase of starting an exciting position could push these thoughts away. I
If you watched a silent video of my life, it may have looked familiar. Kid stuff, work stuff, house stuff, church stuff, too light on the marriage stuff. Days, weeks, and weekends were full. I would fall asleep (very) early every night. Two young kids, busy job, no local family—makes sense, right? I was tired. Yep. And, I was hiding.
I remember the moment well. I had just informed my Session that I would be resigning as their Sr. Pastor to become a Boston church-planter for CTK. I had no financial support and no real idea about how to get support, and I was walking away from my job!
A few families from CTK Newton recently used their February vacation week to travel to the Dominican Republic and work with missionaries there. They helped to build a house for a widow that was taking care of her grandchildren with special needs. They also worked with orphans and taught English. It was the first trip that adults took their children to serve with them, and was a great experience for all. Here are some of their impressions from the trip.
Emily Leighton, a member of Grace South Shore, recently shared her story about her battle with cancer, and the ways her congregation and community have showed love through this difficult time.
My name is Malcolm, and I am a junior at Boston College High School. Christ the King Dorchester has completely transformed my faith in just the short year I have attended. When I was a freshman, my faith had stalled, and my relationship with God did not seem important in my life.
Recently, CTK pastors spoke of how encouraged they were to see the people in their congregations loving their neighbors. This is the first in a series of stories from various congregations, meant to encourage our church about what God is doing in our city.
December 18, 1999, four or five months late, the Downs family of eight with three pets (having left three behind) departed Winston-Salem, NC for Cambridge, MA in two vehicles. The truck with our stuff, courtesy of Jungle Aviation Relocation Services, was already on its way. Our plan was to take two days, stopping to stay with friends in the DC area for one night.
Our church has a lot to celebrate this year! Take a few minutes to read our 2016 ministry report, and find out the many exciting ways God is at work in neighborhoods and congregations around our city!
This year, Christmas Day falls on a Sunday. Especially for those of us with small children, the excitement of waking up early, exchanging gifts, eating a special breakfast, and playing with new toys until mid-afternoon seems like the whole point of the day. Whether you'll be traveling or staying home in Boston, I'd like to suggest a few advantages to making worship a priority on Christmas Day.
Reformed University Fellowship (RUF) at Harvard University has been deeply involved with CTK from the beginning. One of our former campus ministers, Bradley Barnes, now serves CTK as the pastor in Newton. In Cambridge, we always have many Harvard undergraduate and graduate students involved in the church.
Like most of you, I awoke this morning to a flood of texts and social media posts about the results from last night's election. They ranged from extreme excitement to deep distress. Several people have already spoken to me about their genuine fear for their families, while others have written to tell me we are at the dawn of a new era of prosperity.
In the last edition of CTK Stories, I shared how Chad Baldanza, assistant pastor at CTK Jamaica Plain/Roxbury, and I enjoyed the unexpected opportunity to discuss the idea that humanity is made in the image of God with geneticists and biotech industry executives at Harvard Medical School. Incredibly, the story doesn’t end there: it continues, with God graciously providing us with opportunities to listen, as well as to speak.
On a morning early in September, with the heat index heading for 109°, an unlikely collection of geneticists, pastors, and artists gathered in the basement of the historic Enon Baptist Church in Baltimore, Maryland. As the church’s weekly clothing closet served members of the community in the next room, the gathering discussed how recent advances in genetic technology could benefit the victims of sickle cell disease, a genetic mutation that disproportionately affects African Americans.
On Sunday, CTK Cambridge gathered after worship for an art show, to celebrate what the children learned in Children’s Worship over the past year. Children ages four through second grade explored The Story of Worship, identifying and explaining big words like Invocation, Confession, Absolution, and learning how each element supports our worship. Each part of the order of service was a three-week unit, culminating with an “art week” where the children worked collaboratively on projects depicting the theme as a creative expression of worship. You can see the complete collection of art projects here. Click on each picture for a description of the theme.
“What brought you to the area?” Invariably, that is one of the first questions asked of a newcomer on a Sunday morning. For the short-timers, this translates as “Do we have anything in common that can translate into a fast friendship?” For longer-term residents, this means “How long will you be here and is this relationship worth the investment?”
When I was in college, I was busy, distracted, fragmented, and self-sufficient. I was determined to make a name for myself in the field of architecture and was not about to let anyone hold me back. One could say I had a complex.
Brazil was first known by its native name Pindorama, then was later given the religious name Land of the Holy Cross by its Portuguese colonists, but ended up with a merely pragmatic name, based on the red dye from the brazilwood the land produced. The name of the country wouldn’t be the only thing to constantly change. In addition to its natives and one of the largest populations of African slaves in the Americas, the New Land would receive from the Old World many who were exiled for being considered “undesirable” by the crown: Jews, heretics, polygamists, thieves, murderers and even those condemned for crimes like “cutting a tree while it would still bear fruit.” There is a reason why Brazil, according to a famous phrase, “is not for beginners.”
As the opening ceremony unfolded Friday night, the history of Brazil came alive through music, visual performance and dance. All of the elements of a post-colonial nation were well represented; the indigenous past, colonization, the tragedies of the slave trade and the waves of immigrants from three other continents of the world. However, it was Brazil’s contemporary story that took center stage.