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THIS IS SKATE CHURCH

Journey of Faith Foursquare Church

What if “church” wasn’t something that you went to on Sunday mornings?  What if it wasn’t a group of people that you “were a member of” or “signed a covenant with” to monitor your behavior?  What if CHURCH was a bunch of people – made up of people just like you – who lived in community with one another, despite being in different stages of their Jesus journey (some just aren’t sure yet.  And that’s okay, too)? What if this community figured it out together, learned more about Jesus by reading the bible, while making LOTS OF MISTAKES – but forgave each other regardless, and LOVED EACH OTHER INTENSELY, because they wanted everyone to know this amazing love of God that Jesus told us to exhibit?

What if this was “CHURCH”?

In the Bible, the new Christians were a messy bunch.  They adamantly LOVED GOD, but they were still figuring out their issues.  They made LOTS OF MISTAKES.  They FOUGHT.  They FORGAVE.  They sought God with holy zeal.  And the world around them changed because of it.

“By this everyone will know that you are My disciples,
by your LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER.”

– per Jesus (John 13:35)

SKATE CHURCH (aka Journey) is NOT a building.  You cannot just attend one of our services on Sunday morning. Our time and location change. We do not keep office hours. We are a bunch of Christ-followers who are on a journey of discovering who this Jesus is as found in the Bible, and we are choosing to be in relationship with each other regardless of what church each may “attend”. We are going out into our West Seattle community and sharing this loving-kindness, mercy and grace that Jesus came to show this world.  We don’t care if we don’t have “membership”, or “tithe offerings” – we want to be like JESUS – we want to love God, and love one another.

Let’s just do that.  Love does. See you in the community!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is “The Journey” and “Skate Church”?

6a00d8341ca3ad53ef00e54f0a8ecc8833-800wiSo…you’re new to West Seattle?  Or, you’ve heard of “Skate Church” or “The Journey” and don’t know what it is?  Many people misunderstand us to be EVERY SKATER in West Seattle — not true, but we’d like to be!  We are a bunch of mainly “West-Seattlites” who love Jesus, live in our community and are committed to “making a difference” right here where we live.  We started out about 6 years ago when a bunch of West Seattle teenagers accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior…and they wanted to “change the world for Jesus.”  We set off on a journey of faith…and SKATE CHURCH was born.

Although it seems logical that a “church plant” would begin with the “mother church” first — but God doesn’t always do things the “logical” way :) …God started the YOUTH GROUP first!  SKATE CHURCH started first, and then the adult church (the Journey of Faith) started as the teenage leaders grew up and became Next Gen leaders.  Although we primarily are a youth-filled church, there are all ages here now.  But the Journey meets on Sunday nights @ 6pm…and SKATE CHURCH (the youth ministry) has campuses all over West Seattle — with a goal to be 7 days a week!

We also aren’t confined to a building — because church isn’t a SERVICE on Sunday nights, but church are believers in Jesus committed to each other.  This church will not fit most “church paradigms” — we are 24/7, we live and breathe Jesus, and are wanting to learn to love God with all our heart, soul, mind and strength, and love our neighbor as ourself.  That ought to keep us busy for a lifetime.  In the summertime, you will see us ALL down at Alki Beach…bbqing, gathering, worshiping, baptizing…just loving each other, the community and Jesus.

Come find out more about Jesus!

If God Lived on My Street…

If God lived on my street, I’m sure the house would be BIG. 

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It would have lots of rooms for all the widows and orphans who live there. It would be their home, not some institutional orphanage with bars on the windows.  I’m sure the rooms would have windows to let lots of light in.  The house would probably be bold and fixed up, not new and plastic.

There would be a nice white fence around the house, so that the children are safe inside.  It would have a gate that is easy to open, so that guests could come in.  No mean dog would bark and scare people there.

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Lots of people would live in God’s house, I’m sure, because God doesn’t want to be alone.  He’s not a lonely God.  Nobody would cry alone in their rooms at night, or at the dinner table over a bowl of reheated canned soup.  No, all the people would eat together, and some would cook, and some would clean up, but they would all be together.

They would invite everyone on my street to dinner.  They would invite the lonely widow without a family in the small apartment down the street, and the immigrant lonely Russian man, and the teenagers who keep getting in trouble.  And the poor, homeless people who live in the park – yes– everybody.  There was a place for everyone at the table, but not everyone came.  The important peple never came, because they were too busy doing important things… They could have come, but they didn’t.
1781917_686789751372323_254125442_nGod’s house would be clean.  God’s yard would be clean.  In fact, all the trash on the street would get picked up.  You could tell someone cared.

God is love, and love is God.  I think — if I lived where Love lived, that I could change my bad habits.  I could even be honest about the bad things I had done, and then I could change.  I bet everybody who lived at God’s house says “I’m sorry” a lot and

“I forgive you” even more…

If you wanted to come over, you’d be welcome.  All the people inside would stop and talk to you.  If it was getting late, God would invite you to spend the night.  He’d even let you move in to His house, if you needed to.  And you could bring another person, too. The front door was never locked — and you didn’t even need to knock to come in.

It would be a place to belong, a place to be for a long time, a place where the people belong to God, and He belongs to them.

I would move in and live with Love — if God lived on my street.