To celebrate our 30th anniversary, we’re telling 30 stories of God’s faithfulness in and through Fellowship North. You can read all the stories here.
I love Fellowship North because Chipper Via asked me to pray for him at Snow Camp.
I love Fellowship North because Kandace Parker introduced me to Robby Earle, and he doesn’t even live here.
I love Fellowship North because Bobby and I send each other text messages when we can’t figure out what else to do.
I love Fellowship North because Taido used to come over and drink beers with me and listen to me talk about how I am probably a universalist.
I love Fellowship North because Charlie Allen can act like an idiot.
I love Fellowship North because Jeff Smith prayed over me at Men of the Ozarks.
I love Fellowship North because Gary Densmore goes there.
I love Fellowship North because Greg Ingram gave me a hug the first time he met me.
I love Fellowship North because somehow they figured out how to get Ben Shy to quit being a jerk.
I love Fellowship North because Sarabeth asks me to write these things even though she knows she’ll have to edit me (ask me what I really said about Ben Shy).
I love Fellowship North because I saw Diane Heffington carrying a plunger through the lobby one Sunday morning.
I love Fellowship North because David Holsted cooked a raccoon that I killed and then had a party where we ate it.
I love Fellowship North because I can text Anthony Valley while he’s playing piano and try to distract him.
I love Fellowship North because Russell Mason turns worship songs into reggae songs.
I love Fellowship North because I heard Roy Spencer pray one time and it made me cry like a baby.
I love Fellowship North because Alison has dreadlocks.
I love Fellowship North because Nash McBryde only wears Batman pajamas.
I love Fellowship North because of what it says inside Andrew Whitley’s Bible.
I love Fellowship North because Michael and Sandy Boultinghouse invite us over for dinner and bonfires.
I love Fellowship North because I can wear a tank top or a suit on Easter Sunday and no one cares either way.
I love Fellowship North because Bucket plays at Spectators and people get a little slippy.
I love Fellowship North because Sam Emmerling is completely insane.
I love Fellowship North because Jim Crabill wears t-shirts that have goofy Christian sayings on them.
I love Fellowship North because of Micah Lee and Cole Chino and Nathan Heckman and Nick Vasquez and Peyton Land and Brayden Mitchell.
I love Fellowship North because of the guy that wears the cowboy hat at second service.
I love Fellowship North because Ines prays in spanish.
I love Fellowship North because when Angelo loses his dog, people find it for him.
I love Fellowship North because I didn’t know any of these people four years ago, but now it feels like they are my family.
I love Fellowship North because despite all the churchy things they do, they continuously represent Jesus, just like they said they would.
I love Fellowship North because they remind me that God will stop at nothing in his relentless pursuit of mankind.
This place is my home.
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Today’s story is by Jacob Slaton.
Jacob is a photographer in Little Rock. He and his wife Micaiah have three kids and several backyard chickens. He loves the Grateful Dead, James Taylor, and sitting around the campfire with friends.
You can find him online at jacobslaton.com.