Here’s to the Crazy Ones

I’m a marketing guy at heart.  I love a good ad campaign.  In my humble opinion, the best ad campaign of the modern era has to be Apple’s “Here’s to the Crazy Ones“.  It was simply brilliant.  Even today people still think of Apple (one of the largest corporations in the world) as a small start up company of outsiders based on this one campaign.

What the What?

If you’re on this website, it’s probably because you heard about a small group of us planting a new church here in Fort Myers.  And most people who know me (Brian) are likely saying “what the what”?

I was the guy who grew up mormon.  I was the guy in college who left all organized religion behind.  I was the guy that had an office near a large Mega-Church in Kentucky and would joke that someday they were all going to drink the blue Kool-Aid.

Refuge and Strength

The name REFUGE comes from our commitment to be a church that provides a community and shelter for the spiritually and emotionally broken, which happens to be …

ALL OF US

We’re all messed up much more than we think, and yet God is so much more of a refuge than we could ever imagine.  We believe that when the church functions more like a recovery group than a business we are in a better position to reach the broken, and be a safe place for recovery and healing.  Healing happens at a slow pace, and only through grace, mercy, and love.

What is a Church Refugee?

Community.  Fellowship.  Body.  Movement.  Gathering.  Alliance.  Society.  Union.  Fraternity.  Village.  Club.  Mob.  Clique.  Team.  Congregation.  Association.  Gang.  Ensemble.  Collection.  Family.  

I could come up with a pretty long list of words that have been used (and abused) over the years to describe church.  The fact is that Christianity isn’t meant to simply be believed; it’s meant to be shared, spoken, and lived out within community.   Try as we might, we can’t be Christians on our own.  We need a community.  We need a church.

Worshiping at the Gym

There seems to be a lot of worshiping going on at the gym. Maybe that’s why they have so many mirrors. Don’t you just hate those big muscle bound men constantly staring at themselves in the mirror, worshiping their bodies? I was thinking about this today. Then as I looked at my body, that I don’t like so much, in the mirror, I realized I’m doing the same thing … worshiping my insecurities. Worshiping myself.

Not for a Moment

I’ve dealt with back pain all of my adult life. It started in college and has continued to get worse over the years. I’m told I have several herniated discs and the spine of a 70 year old (I’m 37 years old). I’ve never been in an accident. The best anyone can tell, it’s simply bad genes. I’ve been able to manage it over the years with physical therapy, injections, stretching, and working out, all with varying degrees of success.