Welcome to Wesley Church 

Who We Are

  • We strive to learn how to offer love the way God does, with no strings attached, no conditions, no tests to pass, no standards to achieve;
  • We want to see each person – no exceptions – as beloved by God, so we declare that our doors, hearts, ministries and membership is open to all children of God, no matter their marital or family status, age, sexual orientation, gender, gender identity, race, ethnicity, education, citizenship, mental or physical capacity, economic situation or what their personal spiritual journey or faith tradition was or is now.

Sunday Morning Service Times:  

9:00    guitars, drums, keyboard and voices   

11:00  organ, handbells, choir or special music, and hymnal

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We are People Blessing People

We CONNECT by:

  • Welcoming stranger and friend … through the doors of our church and into the life of Christ.
  • Worshiping God with eagerness and delight … by creating God-encountering experiences that can refresh the human spirit and transform lives.
  • Seeking spiritual growth … by methodically studying Christ Jesus and what He revealed about His Father.
  • Striving to be faithful disciples … by accepting God’s call to mission and service, even when we find ourselves uncomfortable and apprehensive.
  • Giving extravagantly … of our time, talents, gifts, service and witness.

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Daily Devotional

VISITING  EVELYN

“So teach us to count our days that we may gain a wise heart.” Psalm 90:12

I used to visit Evelyn faithfully every quarter. Every couple of months, I would set aside an hour to spend with her. I would park the car across from the county home and walk the approximately quarter-mile from the parking lot to her room. I often came in the afternoon knowing that she had physical therapy in the morning, eating therapy at noontime, and family in the evening. Every time on that quarter-mile walk, I would rack my brain for stories to share with her of life at the church, anecdotes she might enjoy, or even jokes I could offer. Filling an hour could be a long time, but I wanted to be faithful to her family.

I would be remiss to deny that there were times I thought my time might be better spent elsewhere. In fact, sometimes when the to-do list seemed particularly long, I felt a bit resentful of our time together as I walked that long sidewalk. But I did it faithfully. Evelyn was not very responsive. Her Alzheimer’s limited her previously loquacious personality to smiles.

I can remember a particular visit in the spring. I came into her room and greeted her. I sat down with her. She was seated in her wheelchair looking out the window. I began telling her about the church and the plans the church had for Easter. I noticed that she did not look at me at all. Her attention was fixed out the window. I was a bit miffed. What could it be? I kept talking, reciting all I planned to share with her.

Sitting beside her, I turned my head from looking at her to looking out the window. There were no people on the sidewalk; no animals scurrying to and fro. I wondered what about that empty sidewalk drew her attention. I was beginning to wonder if her attention was slipping even more than it had.

As I contemplated that thought, Evelyn rested her hand on mine and looked intently at a small bit of dirt near the edge of the sidewalk. In my busyness, I had missed that two daffodils were beginning to stick their hesitant heads up through the dirt. When I had stopped talking and shuffling, Evelyn was content to draw my attention to the beauty of God’s creation, hold my attention and sit in the presence of our Creator.

We sat in silence for nearly a half an hour, contemplating  together. As I got up to leave, she held onto my hand. She looked up at me and smiled an even stronger smile, as if to indicate her pleasure at our time together.

She taught me an incredible lesson that day. It would be quaint to say, “Stop and smell the roses” (or the daffodils). But perhaps she shared a wise heart with me that day. How do you count your days?  

Prayer:

Holy God, we often believe we know the order of the world. Surprise us again with your wisdom. Your wisdom often comes from the most unsuspected sources. May we open ourselves to receive your wisdom. In the name of the surprising Christ, Amen.

                                                                                                                        

Rev. Monica Guepet 

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