The Power of Story

There is something extremely powerful about stories. We believe we are all part of a story far larger and more important than we can imagine; ultimately a story that will never end! Our desire is to share life transformed by Christ's love as part of the larger community of faith. There is something that happens as we share our stories with others and hear the stories of others that stirs our hearts and affections for the glory of God. As the Apostle Paul writes, "For what we proclaim is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, with ourselves as your servants for Jesus' sake. For God, who said, 'Let light shine out of darkness,' has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ" (2 Corinthians 4:5-6, ESV).

We hope that happens as you read and watch the stories below.


share your STORY

We would love to hear what God is doing in your heart and life. If you're interested in sharing it, please let us know and someone will get in touch with you soon.

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Harvest festival 2016

We shared a delicious meal together as we celebrated God's faithfulness to us again this year and then had a great time playing old-fashioned festival games as a church family. 

"Light up the night" night of worship

We enjoyed a beautiful evening of sitting around fire pits, eating s'mores, and shooting off rockets before worshipping together under a starlit night. Be sure to join us for our next night of worship!

iris faust'S STORY

Along with an older brother, we were raised in a good home, but not a Christian one, in a small town in a farming area just south of Edmonton, Alberta. Many of my relatives, who immigrated from Europe, settled in the same area with many of them professing to be Christians. Sadly some who did not “Walk their talk” were a stumbling block to my parents who were aware of the gospel. My brother and I were allowed to attend Sunday School and church, if we wanted to, but I don’t recall a time when our parents took us to church. During our “growing-up” years, our parents did give my brother and I Bibles but they were neglected.

When my dad returned safely from World War II (gone for about four years) and shortly after the discovery of oil in a nearby area, we moved to Edmonton. That was all in God’s divine plan to bring our family into a right relationship with him. I was fourteen years old.

As far as my brother was concerned, I was his dumb, stupid sister when he helped me with my homework; it was not a pleasant experience. Then one day I noticed a dramatic change in his behavior. He was pleasant and kind. There was definitely something different about him! He had accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior and Lord through reading his Bible in his own room. That made a lasting impression on me. Then my girlfriends were being saved and changed. With many people praying for me, I finally accepted a girlfriend’s invitation to be saved. Not too long afterwards both of my parents came to faith in Christ.

A life transformed by Christ is a powerful testimony of what God can do in reaching others who need salvation.