One Baptism

Someone recently told me I am “the potpourri of baptisms.” I started to be offended, but then realized they had a point. I have sprinkled, dunked, poured and dedicated people from infants to the elderly. I’ve baptized in the neighborhood pool, the portable pool we set up in the high school auditorium, church sanctuaries, the ocean shoreline and a bucket I dug out of my garage.  I’ve worn a robe, jeans and a t-shirt, and a swimming suit with gym shorts – none of those combinations at the same time. I’ve baptized people I’ve known for years and I’ve baptized people I met that same day. We could discuss water temperature, but I think you get the point.

Here’s what has been the same at every baptism:

  1.     The belief that we are not saved by our baptism, but by Christ.
  2.     The understanding that baptism is a gift of God’s grace that we don’t earn, understand or choose on our own.
  3.   The presence and power of an awesome God whose grace is at work in the lives of all who share in this sacrament of grace.

For too long, we’ve used our traditions and practices of baptism as a dividing line, when Paul specifically says there is “one Lord, one faith, one baptism.” Baptism is a gift of God given in a variety of ways. It is a means of grace, a covenant made with a promise, a Sacrament that ought to unite us in Christ rather than a mere practice that largely reflects our context and the denominational traditions that have formed us.

To quote the document “By Water and the Spirit”:

There is one baptism as there is one source of salvation – the gracious love of God. The baptizing of a person, whether as an infant or an adult, is a sign of God’s saving grace. That grace – experienced by us as initiating, enabling, and empowering – is the same for all persons. All stand in need of it. The difference between the baptism of adults and that of infants is that the Christian faith is consciously being professed by an adult who is baptized. A baptized infant comes to profess his or her faith later in life, after having been nurtured and taught by parent(s) or other responsible adults and the community of faith. Infant baptism is the prevailing practice in situations where children are born to believing parents and brought up in Christian homes and communities of faith. Adult baptism is the norm when the Church is in a missionary situation, reaching out to persons in a culture which is indifferent or hostile to the faith. While the baptism of infants is appropriate for Christian families, the increasingly minority status of the Church in contemporary society demands more attention to evangelizing, nurturing, and baptizing adult converts.

What was once a theological battle between the practices of infant baptism and believer’s baptism within Christian denominations needs to give way to a culture that demands clarity on the foundation of our faith, which is the declaration of Jesus as Lord. In baptism, we celebrate that in the strangest ways by the most undeserved means possible what God has given us– grace we can’t ever earn and love we can’t fathom. Baptism is the outward and visible sign that we are part of a covenant community formed and enabled by God where we are growing in grace everyday.

My belief in baptizing in a variety of ways is not to make less of God (as if Icould) or suggest that it really doesn’t matter how we baptize or what we believe, but instead to make much of God and the fact that God’s grace is something we can’t box or package in any one way. If we are to be a countercultural people who are raising “weird” families in a strange and spiritually confused yet spiritually hungry culture, if we are to be a passionate people determined to not stand alone but instead do as Jesus asked, to “GO and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit” then we need to be ready to seize every opportunity made available to us to baptize young and old, and celebrate wildly the saving grace of an amazing God.


Is the Pizza Coming?

What would an AR Kids blog week be without another great post from our AR Kids Director, Jamie? Check it out, friends!


The other night Russ and I had the opportunity to get together with a group of friends that he worked with almost 10 years ago. The plan was for everyone to gather at a restaurant in downtown Charleston just after work. Since we were coming from Summerville, we had our sitter get to the house so we could leave around 4:30. We had eaten a late lunch that day, so I let our sitter know I would order the pizza later so it wouldn’t just sit on the counter until they were ready to eat. I also let her know that if the pizza wasn’t there by 7, there were bagel bites in the freezer. As we left, I asked Russ to help remind me to order that pizza.


I’m sure you’ve already figured it out, but we—I—forgot to order the pizza. We got a text from our sitter at 6:55 asking if the pizza was on the way. My head and heart dropped. I texted her back to go ahead with the bagel bites, and to let the kids have two scoops of ice cream tonight—my attempt at an apology and win their grace before I got home. Because, you see, this wasn’t my first time forgetting to order the pizza. I have made that mistake before. This time I at least had a back up plan with the bagel bites. The last time I had to call Russ to run to Little Caesar’s, pick up a $5 pizza, and drop it off. And my daughter would not let me live it down. She always asked if I was sure I ordered the pizza. The sad thing is the app I use would allow me to order the pizza ahead of time and have it delivered later—which I plan to utilize from now on. I just knew I could do it on my own.

See, we don’t have it all figured out. Sometimes, we need help. We need each other. And the truth is, when we work together, things usually turn out better.  That’s one of our goals with AR Kids. We realize that there’s only so much we can do each Sunday to encourage the growth of your children’s faith in Jesus. We want to partner with you to help you continue the conversation of what we talk about each Sunday with them throughout the week—think about those Parent Cues & God Times we send home with you each week. By working together, each of us doesn’t have to have it all figured out—we never really will.  And that’s ok!! We don’t have to know all the answers, but together we can have a greater impact and figure it out!


“For just as each of us has one body with many members,

and these members do not all have the same function,

so in Christ we, though many, form one body,

and each member belongs to all the others.”

Romans 12:4-5 (NIV)


“How good and pleasant it is

when God’s people live together in unity!”

Psalm 133:1 (NIV)


Creating a Culture of Love

Today’s post is from my friend Friar, the discipleship pastor at Ashley Ridge Church. Friar not only leads our student and groups ministries at Ashley Ridge, he also works alongside our kid’s team to create a pathway for kids from birth through graduation to know and experience the love of God. For more on what that love looks like, check out what Friar has to share for our AR Kids blog week…


Each week when I pick Jude up from his Preschool classroom at Ashley Ridge Church, I look forward to asking him what he learned, and hearing his excitement about whatever the topic was that week.  This past Sunday when I went to get him he didn’t see me right away and it gave me an opportunity to stand out of the way and observe him interacting with his friends and teachers.  The class was marching/running around cleaning things up.  During this cleanup time, the teacher was asking “Who loves you?”.  The kids were all responding through giggles, “God loves me.”


We have had a fun time this week following up with that at home.  Jude has learned through his preschool lesson over the last few weeks that God made him.  As a result, he has been asking what else God has made.  “God made Mama, Papa?”  “God made my bowl, Papa?”  To which my response was always “Yes”.  Occasionally he would follow that up with the traditional four year old retort, “Why?”  My answer (because it was the best I could come up with off the top of my head), “Because God loves you.”  Every time we would get to this part of this continuous conversation, he would look at me and say, “I love God.”   It was cute, heartwarming, and had all the makings of a facebook post, though it never quite made it there – until now.

The reality was, Jude didn’t say he loved God on his own.  He wasn’t thinking deep or theological about the cross and resurrection.  The truth was/is he hasn’t even comprehended a hint of what any of that means.  His basis for loving God?  Because God made the things that Jude loves.  That’s the only reason.   Not forgiveness, salvation, or atonement.  None of these words even resonate with Jude’s vocabulary.  God loving Jude by creating the things that make Jude happy?  Now you’re speaking his language.

The fact is, that’s the language for all of us.  John put it this way, we  love because He first loved us.  The only reason we love God is because we were “first loved” by God.  As adults, we tend to find ourselves in this game of “working” for God’s love instead of enjoying the fact that it’s always there, and has always been there.  That’s probably why Jesus told his disciples not to restrict the kids from coming to him, because they get it so much easier than we do.

This is why kid’s ministry is such a big deal at Ashley Ridge Church.  We know that lots of roadblocks can be avoided on the path to becoming fully committed followers of Jesus if we can begin to instill these truths of God’s love at an early age.  The good news is two fold: a) We are reaching lots of kids with this message already, and b) this message really starts to sink deeper if is reinforced at home.

With the partnership between church and family, we can together help to raise generation of fully committed and devoted followers of Jesus.  So I encourage you to use the Parent Cues at home.  Ask questions.  Help reinforce at home, what your kids are learning in church.  And feel free to email us for a copy of these resources if you miss a week.  We’d be happy to serve alongside you in this way. We’re in this together!


Bottles ‘n Brushes

This summer we welcomed our FABULOUS new AR Kids Director, Jamie Touchberry. Jamie and her husband, Russ, are Summerville natives and they have two kids, Sage and Beckham. Jamie brings a lot of passion to our team for kid’s ministry, student ministry and outreach. As part of AR Kids blog week, Jamie shares what it looks like to create together. 


Recently I got the opportunity to have a girls’ night at our local Bottles ‘n Brushes with some friends. When I got there and looked around, I was excited to be able to just relax and be creative that evening! As I waited for the class to start, I stared at the blank canvas in front of me and couldn’t help but think how this is exactly how we start out our lives, pure and clean. As the evening went on, I couldn’t help but to continue to draw comparisons about our lives and my class experience.

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As the class started, the teaching artist told us which paintbrush to pick up. She proceeded to tell us what colors of paint and how much of each paint to get and mix together for our first color. Then the painting began. She showed us where and how use the color we had just created. She let us know what to do if our color was too light or too dark. Then we moved onto the next step. Again, she told us the colors and approximate amounts of paint to create the next color and where and how to use it. Our artist continued to do this throughout the evening. Step by step she provided us with the guidance we needed to create our little masterpiece. She calmly answered our questions and concerns. She let us know that we couldn’t mess up. That all we had to do was let the paint dry and paint over it. There were some of us that moved quickly and finished as she was doing the last step. There were others—like myself—that had to ask here multiple times to go back a few steps and repeat her instructions because we were a little slower than others. In the end though, each of us had our own little masterpiece to sign our name to. And of course, no one was identical and each one had it’s own special touches.


Our lives, who we are, what we stand for begins blank and clear—an empty canvas. As we begin to grow, we have many different teachers –parents, teachers, friends, pastors, and more—that help us put the colors of our lives together. Some of these colors are just right and help move our masterpiece to completion. At other times, our colors—behaviors, choices, experiences—need some adjusting. Sometimes we need to just let the paint dry and try again—repentance. Once we are done, at the end of our lives, we are the masterpiece. We are a sum of all the colors—experiences—we have used throughout our lives.  Even if we have had to let the paint dry and start over at times, we want to be a masterpiece that Jesus wants to sign his name to.

Let’s create a masterpiece together.

“For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in

Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things

he planned for us long ago.”

Ephesians 2:10 (NLT)

How can you help us?

There are many ways you can help add color to the masterpieces being created by our youngest churchgoers and be part of AR Kids. We have volunteer needs for all different age groups (Nursery—5th grade) and involvement levels.


During our worship time (our largest need):

  • Our nursery kids need you to love on them and start to introduce them to God’s love for them.
  • Our toddlers and preschoolers need you to help teach them a weekly lesson and guide them through fun activities. *
  • For our elementary kids (K-5th), there are several different volunteer opportunities.
    • We need small group leaders (K-1st, 2nd-3rd, 4th-5th graders) that guide the kids in their fun weekly activities. *
    • We need Large Group leaders that help introduce and facilitate the weekly lessons.*
    • We need volunteers to help with the elementary drop off and pick up times.

*All materials and lessons are provided for each of these volunteers


Before the worship service starts, we need volunteers to:

  • help families check in their kids at our AR Kids Check-In computers, and
  • for a “Volunteer Kids Drop Off Area” where volunteers can drop off their kids while they get their rooms and areas ready for Worship time.


Life is better together, and we need your help to add to our youngest churchgoers AR Kids Worship experience!


Sticky Jam Hands

Kids always have them. And by “always,” I mean that in my made-up world of statistics it’s a 100 percent probability that a kid’s hand will be sticky when they go to touch the white couch you never should have bought, or your sunglasses. Or better yet, when they slip that cute little paw inside yours.

sticky kid hands

Even my 5-yr old understands this phenomenon. At dinner time when we hold hands to pray, he shies away from his little brother’s hand knowing he will come away with a little somethin’ extra in the exchange. For some reason, he doesn’t want whatever his brother ate for lunch flavoring his dinner.

Kids – we love them because they’re ours. And by ours, I don’t just mean the ones with our DNA or same last name. I mean ALL kids, every sticky-handed last one of them. They are ours to cherish, protect, care for, stretch and nurture into adulthood. They are ours to mentor and coach, love and teach. It is a precious privilege and a steep responsibility.

Jesus said, “Whoever takes the lowly position of a child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me. If anyone causes one of these little ones – those who believe in me – to stumble, it would be better for them to have a large millstone hung around their neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea.” (Matthew 18:4-6)

Jesus does not mess around when it comes to kids. And neither should we. (Unless by “mess around” you mean riding on skateboards and spraying each other with water guns as part of a memory verse game. Then it’s cool. And, yea, that happened – 4th/5th grade small group leaders at Ashley Ridge Church are AMAZING!)

This week we’re gearing up for the start of a new school year with a Kids Blogging Week. All week long we’ll be talking about the beauty and challenge of working with kids. We believe it’s our privilege and opportunity to partner with families to raise kids who love Jesus and love His Church.

I hope you’ll join the conversation with us.

What are your biggest challenges as a parent, grandparent, teacher or coach? What do you love most about the kids you engage with every week? How do you feel called to more when it comes to leading our kids to Jesus?

For more information about the kid’s ministry at Ashley Ridge Church, check out

Common Ground, Holy Ground

In Revelation 22, John describes the garden of Eden in a fully restored state. Except it’s no longer simply a garden, but a garden within a city where the tree of life spans both sides of a crystal clear river. The whole image is breathtaking, but the part of the description that captures me most is the leaves on the tree of life, which are “for the healing of the nations.”

We need those leaves…now. We need them even more than the leaves of an aloe plant that heal our summer vacation burns. (Are those leaves? What does an aloe plant look like anyway? I digress.) From Israel and Palestine to Russia and the Ukraine and even our own backyards, we need healing. We need a reason to come together.

It makes sense that it would be the leaves that hold the healing. Gardens and the plants they inhabit have always brought people together. Last year, my son and I planted a garden for the first time with the help of my dad. My thumbs aren’t the greeniest of green, so I needed to enlist some help.




Every day we helped each other remember to water the plants, and together, we watched the leaves grow and vegetables form. And eventually, the best part came. We ate. Juice ran down our chins and we laughed, and we felt proud that we had been part of making something grow – together.

Caribbean jerk chicken sandwiches with mango-cucumber salsa that we made from the cucumbers in our garden - YUM!

Caribbean jerk chicken sandwiches with mango-cucumber salsa that we made from the cucumbers in our garden – YUM!

Over the weekend I finished reading Jen Hatmaker’s book “7: An Experimental Mutiny Against Excess” and in it she tells the story of her family’s first garden which they planted with the help of a super cool organization called the KP Project. Jen writes,

“Some of us were on the streets three months ago, some of us have master’s degrees, lots of us are battling addictions, and all of us have failed, but the ground is leveled when together we turn the soil, plant the seeds, cut back the leaves, pluck a perfectly gorgeous tomato, each learning the same ancient practices that have sustained humanity since Eden. The earth brings us together. It is common ground that is becoming holy ground.

Until Eden is fully restored, we need reasons to practice coming together. We need opportunities to remember that we’re so much better together than we are on our own. This year, I did the gardening by myself…most if it died while we were on vacation because I forgot to ask our neighbors if they would throw a little water over the fence. Lesson learned – again.

We’re better together! What are you growing in this season of your life? And, more importantly, who are you growing it with?

Changing Seasons

I need a new season! And no, it’s not because I’m over the heat and humidity of the South Carolina lowcountry in July (but, seriously!). It actually has nothing to do with the weather at all. Maybe it’s being in a no-sleep-ever-I’d-rather-party-all-night-long season with my 2-yr old that just might be my end, or my husband’s end, or the 2-yr old’s end…wait, what are we talking about? Zzzzzzzzz……….

I NEED A NEW SEASON – obviously!

And so, I’m ready to not only invite change, I’m about to brute force some change into my lukewarm, overtired, overwhelmed and yet still feeling like I’m missing the point world. My senses have become dull and my heart is hard. I’m ready for a season to feel all of the feelings and cry over things that really matter- a list that doesn’t include my messy house, spilled milk (for real – that mess stinks) or laundry (why does it never end? and, how, is it possible for boy’s laundry to reek that badly when they haven’t even hit puberty?!).

Part of my forced change involves my reading list. I’m switching over from my Facebook newsfeed and “The Fault in Our Stars” to books like:

“Strangers at my Door” by Jonathan Wilson-Hartgrove, a classmate of mine from seminary who has spent the last 10 years with his wife and family opening their door to whomever knocks. Just wow, Jonathan! I finished this book three weeks ago and it’s still finding its way into my conversations with people almost daily.

“7: A Mutiny against Excess” by Jen Hatmaker, which is currently rocking my world. Now I need to compost AND give up sugar, all in the same month – look out neighbors and friends!

and –

“I Shall Not Hate” by Izzeldin Abuelaish, which should arrive at my doorstep on Saturday (thank you, Amazon Prime, for simultaneously enabling my change and ruining my life). Abuelaish is a Palestinian doctor, working in an Israeli hospital who lost 3 daughters to the ongoing conflict in the Middle East. I don’t think I’m ready to be exposed to the life he has lived and the things he has seen, but it’s time to start peeling the many layers covering my eyes.

I’m not sure where all of this is leading, but today I turn 33 and everything in me is screaming that it’s time to pay attention because God is ready to show me and teach me something new. And, frankly, I don’t want to miss it. So my prayer for this new year, this new season in my life, is that God will make me tender and teachable, fully alive, and willing to go wherever He leads.

What season are you in? Where are you heading? What are you reading?

Summer Reading Challenge – Final Week!

It’s the final week of our summer reading challenge, and the readings are listed below. Feel free to cram all of the readings you missed into this week, or perhaps a better idea would be to go back anytime you want and set up your own schedule for reading. As always, I’d love to hear what you’re thinking as you read.

Also, get excited! I have a special blogging week coming up August 11-15 – more info coming soon!

Sunday – Daniel 12, Revelation 1
Monday – Revelation 2-4
Tuesday – Revelation 5-7
Wednesday – Revelation 8-11
Thursday – Revelation 12-15
Friday – Revelation 16-18
Saturday – Revelation 19-22

Summer Reading Challenge

Sorry I’m just now posting this! Here are this week’s readings for the summer reading challenge. This week, we’re talking about the Church. How is the Church different today? How is it the same?

My prayer for the Church today: Make us dangerous and keep us faithful to Christ alone!

Happy reading!

Sunday – Acts 1:1-2:47
Monday – Acts 3:1-5:42
Tuesday – Acts 6:1-8:3
Wednesday – Acts 8:4-10:48
Thursday – Acts 11:1-13:52
Friday – Acts 14:1-16:40
Saturday – Acts 17:1-19:41

Summer Reading Challenge, week 5

Who’s still in the challenge? What are you learning? What has surprised you? This week’s readings follow the Israelites from exile back home with the daunting task of rebuilding. Moving is hard, and sometimes coming home is the hardest!

Here are this week’s readings:

Sunday – Ezra 1:1-11, 3:1-13, 4:1-24
Monday – Ezra 5:1-7:28
Tuesday – Ezra 9:1-10:44, Nehemiah 1:1-11
Wednesday – Nehemiah 2:1-4:23
Thursday – Nehemiah 5:1-7:73
Friday – Nehemiah 8:1-10:39
Saturday – Nehemiah 11:1-13:31