Sunday Service Ministries

Our need for the Holy Spirit

Why is it so easy for Christians to forget the Holy Spirit?
I don’t mean that we forget the doctrine of the Holy Spirit. Most of us are grounded enough in a Trinitarian belief system never to do that. We are all aware, at least on a cognitive level, that the Third Person of the Godhead exists.
But, nevertheless, we forget him....

When a church prays together

Charles Spurgeon, a Baptist pastor in 19th century London, was renowned for his preaching abilities. Thousands of people flocked to his church on Sundays to listen to him speak. 25,000 copies of his sermons were sold every week. But when visitors came to see Spurgeon’s church building, rather than showing off the pulpit, he would take them down to a room in the basement where a group of people were on their knees praying and say, “This is the powerhouse of the church.”...

Goals for our church

What does God want Astoria Community Church to look like five years from now?
That is the question our elders and pastors asked during a planning retreat we attended in August. With much prayer we reviewed the history of ACC, studied information about Western Queens and discussed the mission and core values of our church. Then we set out to form 1-year, 3-year and 5-year goals. During the months of September and October, we shared our thoughts with other church leaders, asking them to help us discern the will of God for our church.
Here is what we sense God calling us to do. In the next five years we want to work toward three basic goals ...

Preaching to Sharks?

There is a scene in Herman Melville’s Moby Dick in which Fleece, the cook on a whaling boat, starts preaching to a bunch of sharks. The sailors are annoyed by how much noise the sharks are making as they devour a whale carcass tied to their ship, so Fleece gives the sharks a lecture. “Stop dat ... noise dare. You hear? Stop dat ... smackin’ ob de lips!” He tells the sharks that if they would only alter their voracious nature, then their behavior wouldn’t be so unruly. If they would just control their appetite, they could be angels instead of sharks. Of course, the sharks cannot understand a word the cook is saying, so their feeding frenzy continues undisturbed. One of the sailors cheers the cook on. “‘Well, done, Old Fleece!’ cried Stubb, ‘that’s Christianity; go on.”

But that is not Christianity at all....

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