If You Come…

If you judge the size of our congregation by the size of our auditorium (or you haven’t attended a service here this century), you may be surprised how few people actually attend our church. We have a small but very committed “core” of hard working, ordinary people who are creatively motivated by God to attempt the “impossible.” We want to make a difference in our community. We believe God accepts us just as we are but loves us too much to leave us that way. We know he can change people’s lives; He’s changing us. We are praying others (maybe you?) will catch this vision and come be a part of what God is doing here through this little collection of “misfit toys.”

“Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men.” (Colossians 3:23 ESV)

“Then he said to his disciples, ‘The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.’” (Matthew 9:37-38 ESV)


  • Sunday School 9:30am
  • Morning Worship 10:30 am


  • Prayer Service/Bible Study 7:00 pm
    (call in to hear & participate 618-248-0208)


  • Sunday mornings 10:30 (in person and live on Facebook or YouTube), “blended worship music” (a mixture of old and new songs led by our praise team), prayer, and Scripture followed by a simple, relevant message from God’s word.

“This is not the time to pull away and neglect meeting together, as some have formed the habit of doing. In fact, we should come together even more frequently, eager to encourage and urge each other onward as we anticipate that day dawning.” (Hebrews 10:25 TPT)


Positive growth.

Nature, in the common sense, refers to essences unchanged by man; space, the air, the river, the leaf. Art is applied to the mixture of his will with the same things, as in a house, a canal, a statue, a picture. But his operations taken together are so insignificant, a little chipping, baking, patching, and washing, that in an impression so grand as that of the world on the human mind, they do not vary the result.

The sun setting through a dense forest.
Wind turbines standing on a grassy plain, against a blue sky.
The sun shining over a ridge leading down into the shore. In the distance, a car drives down a road.

Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust the perfection of the creation so far, as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy. Every man’s condition is a solution in hieroglyphic to those inquiries he would put.