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D-Day

November 1st, 2012

It's a day that will be remembered in my mind for the rest of my life.  It's the day that my husband looked across the table on our date night and asked me, "Are you ready?" Thinking he meant to order I answered a simple "Yes."  His response?
  "Okay, then let's go plant a Church."

And so, here we go.  After years of praying, lots of heart breaking conversations, more than a few tears, and months of pent up excitement we are ready to put our feet to the fire and charge down this road of church planting full steam ahead!  The people of San Jose are waiting, lost souls longing for something that they don't know will fill their hunger.  That God would choose to use us in this way is humbling!

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