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“’Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form Come in, she said, I’ll give you shelter from the storm” — Bob Dylan The last few days have been an...

I wish I had time. I've said it. You've probably said it. It's one of the most common problems of our modern age. There is so much to do, to see, to experience... but there's only 24 hours in a day. And with 8 hours going to work, (hopefully) 6-8 hours going to sleep,...

There's simply nothing more fundamental to our spiritual lives as prayer. And yet, if you're like me, you often struggle to pray, feel guilty for not praying enough, or aren't really sure if you're doing it right in the first place. At times, I've become disillusioned...

Last night, we took a look at Peter's racial blind spot from Acts 10 and Galatians 2. As a Church seeking to be a multiethnic community, understanding the sin of racism and confronting it head on is of massive importance. We understand that this can be a polarizing...

We need to talk about race. Yes, I know it probably makes you a little uncomfortable. I know issues around race have been highly politicized. I know conversations can often be polarizing. But the only thing more dangerous than talking about race... is not talking...

We are excited to announce our partnership with Shiloh Baptist Church on a Back-To-School Backpack Giveaway that will serve kids from all over the East End of downtown Lexington. Every year, the YMCA provides backpacks and school supplies for kids in need across...

"You remember the way things used to be? Back when the people did it the way it was supposed to be done? We've lost sight of the way we should be doing it, and I'll do whatever it takes to get us back to that." Sound familiar? You've probably heard something similar...

One of the most vivid memories I have of my time in college was the street preachers who stood in the common areas of campus. These men in suits would hold signs that told of God's judgement and yell at passing students about the dangers of their fornication and...

Eye contact. You pull up to the stop light, and standing feet away from you is the man with the sign. He looks predictably disheveled and dirty, his sign asking for help through the means of a sad story. Eye contact, in these situations, is usually not something I...

It's almost every week now. A text, a meeting over coffee or drinks, or maybe lunch, and it goes something like this: "Justin, I'm not sure what I think about Church anymore."  Enough ink has been spilled and enough blogs have been posted about the decline of Church...