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Onward to Ashland

Onward to Ashland. Ash-land? No...Not unless the Holy Spirit burns us up 'til there is only ashes of our former selves. This is what we're certainly hoping for. We believe God has something planned. He is already there preparing a place for a moment, a meeting, with his very self; an encounter that changes someone and causes them to leave themselves at the altar, never to pick them back up again, Hallelujah.

We have secured Thursday, March 20th, 2014 at the Salvation Army Ashland Ray and Joan Kroc Center where Tyler Adcox will have a collection of teens from the community attending to join us in worship and to hear us speak about what's on our hearts. We pray that it becomes what is on their hearts and they don't leave the same.

Will you pray to the Lord and plead with Him to change the youth that will be sitting (or standing) in that room during that evening? Thanks again for even reading this. Writing these posts only serve to allow you to support us in prayer as we travel on. If you're doing so, Thank You. Thank you.

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