We're bold in our weaknesses, honest in our lack, and God speaks through that, is glorified in that even. Second Corinthians 12:9 ain't lying when it says, "My grace is enough; it’s all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness." His grace doesn't need bells and whistles and flashy worship sets and TVs and sofas in the ladies room (though by no means are those bad obviously). His grace doesn't need a draw or an extremely charismatic preacher. Anything outside of grace that our church provides for people is a beautiful privilege wrapped bonus and blessing (and good works will without question overflow when we're tapped into Jesus) but when our focus shifts from the truth that His grace is sufficient on its own, we let our own light distract from Jesus'.
Our beautifully aged brick walls are only our headquarters, but they do not define us, we'd rather you find us spreading His grace in the streets, in our homes, in our workplace, in the hard things; standing face to face with injustices. We are not a perfect people, far from the perception of perfection really, but we see our limitations as more room for Jesus to fill. We stand shoulder to shoulder, everything we have laid bare, letting His song, our own simple, redeeming anthem flow...the Gospel is all we have, and it's enough.