Take a step back in recent Lenape Valley history to March 2020. In that moment, it looked like Lenape Valley hit a wall. Doors closed. Worship barely happening through an iPad on Facebook Live. No plan. No understanding of the challenges ahead. A nation swirling with questions. A world ravaged by a pandemic. Next steps seemed illusive. But our God had already gone before us into that moment, provi...  Read More

I was hoping this Tuesday letter would be full of wonderful tales from the Pacific Northwest… of tide pools with sea creatures beyond imagining… of foggy beaches with striking monoliths rising up out of the water… of rainforests hung with moss and trees with holes large enough to walk through… of mountains that dwarf our Eastern foothills carpeted with an array of wild flowers… of the cool touch o...  Read More

Today, I am in a quiet place. I can hear the trees moving, not the sound of traffic on 309. I breathe and the air feels fresh, rejuvenating. There is peace here in what I affectionately call ‘God’s country.’ Granted, there is a pastoral beauty to Pennsylvania that I have come to appreciate over the years. We have rolling hills that people in our area affectionately call mountains. And with all the...  Read More

Saturday, Lenape Valley hosted an event seldom seen in our sanctuary these days. A wedding! That’s right, a real, honest-to-goodness, bride coming down the aisle, groom standing with bated breath, even a sweet little flower girl leading the bride to her groomwedding. Such events used to be commonplace in our churches. Couples wanted to get married in the church. It was expected that they would get...  Read More

Today’s letter is a simple message- a celebration of twirls and swirls, of children’s laughter and unfettered joy in the house of the Lord. I want to celebrate the sights and sounds of Vacation Bible School- 2025 that still echo through the halls of Lenape Valley.This week Lenape Valley was the best dressed church in America! Bears, moose, Alaskan Huskies and king crabs gave our groups their ident...  Read More

The Blame Game is a favorite American pastime. Soon family rooms across the nation will be filled with Armchair Quarterbacks, sitting in the comfy seat, critiquing sideline decisions and playtime execution. This game is the bread and butter of Monday morning sports radio as commentators assess praise and fault, naming the hero and the goat (not the G.O.A.T.) of each game. Players must have a thick...  Read More