Anchor

 It started as a thought. Prayed about an awful lot. There was no telling what would come. What God's plan would become. We made a made a group and people came. The turnout was insane.  With each week comes something new.  its a blessing seeing his plan through. Christian kids going to college. Thought they’d be learning some knowledge. Thought it’d all be for the world. Not that they’d grow in the lord.  Creating an atmosphere of fellowship.  We came together to worship . Just started as a Monday night meeting.  But with God’s work there is no completing.   Bible studies emerged. Friendships were forged.  Making a daily difference.  With no forcing or instance   Young people started seeking out the lord.For me that strikes a cord,God’s fire is ignited ,We are very excited. In God we’re delighted.  To be a group anchored to the Lord.  

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