Pastor’s Message

Wait until your father gets home

Unless you are very young, you probably remember sayings that were popular when you grew up, but don’t make as much sense now. Do you remember “Can you dig it?” or “Lay it on me.”? How about “Cruisin’ for a bruisin’” or “Made in the shade.”? Maybe you go further back to “Take a powder”…

Easter Surprise

One afternoon a couple of years ago I was working in the front yard on a bright spring afternoon–the sun was shining, the flowers were blooming, and the birds were singing. Except one. To my dismay, a tiny sparrow literally fell at my feet on the driveway, fluttered twice, and laid completely still. Yes, the…

Do I Need to Pull Over?

Vacation. Vacation cross country. Vacation cross country in a car… with children…in August. Did your emotions change as this sentence grew? Everyone likes the idea of vacation, but driving cross country in a car with children in the heat of summer is almost comedic material for a description of suffering rather than something enjoyable. Why?…

Local Man Visits Pulpit This Week

Dear loved ones, This week one of our own Valley Church “locals” will bring us a message from God’s Word. He writes, “During a visit to Nepal a couple years ago, my eyes were opened to the tangible reality of God’s salvation among Hindus and Buddhists in that region. Time and time again, we heard testimony…

The Walking Dead

I have never been a fan of scary movies. Part of the reason is that I still vividly remember images from one I saw in my younger and more foolish days. The premise was that a terrible virus was ravaging humanity – one bite from another infected human being and you turned into a walking…

The Bread of Life AND Huddle This Sunday!

Bread, in one form or another, has been one of mankind’s principal forms of food since the earliest times. The trade of the baker is one of the oldest crafts in the world. Loaves and rolls have been found in ancient Egyptian tombs. Before that, people made solid cakes from stone-crushed barley and wheat. A…

Bringing sight to the Blind

As a senior in college I had the opportunity to live with a retired gentleman and his wife named Vaugh and Helen Terrell. Mr. Terrell had grown up in Alabama, been educated as a lawyer, passed the state bar exam, practiced law for many years, and then served as a distinguished judge in his home…