God brought us to Hillside for many reasons and many blessings, the ones we have already experienced and the ones in the future. We are part of a new family. May we go in peace and share the good news of Jesus with others on this journey as we together head home. - Steve Beukema

Your stress level is building and building and you just can’t catch a break. In the moment it can be so hard to find a positive way to battle the “storm” and come out undamaged. But is the aftermath more important than the “storm” itself?

The more I read the Bible, the more certain I became that its message was true. Worse yet, the gentle weight of God was also pressing on me, asking me what I was going to do about it.

God heard your prayers and I received the right treatment, at the right time, by the right people. God’s hand was with me.

I began to drink, not to feel good, but not to feel at all. Through this entire ordeal, there were two constants: My God and my family.

Our great country is made up of many different cultures from nearly every corner of the earth…the human heart doesn’t care about differences; it cares about love, and often draws together two people from very different backgrounds.

I so don’t want to go to church today. I have lots of reasons...How could my presence possibly glorify your name? How could it possibly be for anyone’s good that I be there?

It wasn’t enough, God. I wanted, I needed, more time with him! Why didn’t you give us more time? And it was as if God said, “It was enough. If I had given you another hour, another day, even another decade, you still would have wanted more. Trust me and my timing. It was enough.”