Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Echoes of the Gospel throughout downtown

Well an update on the happenings of the Libby's is well overdue. I wanted to take moment to share with you a slice of what God has done over the last few months. I think it is important not only to share the prayer requests but also to share the provisions of God that have encouraged us and pushed us forward in trusting God for even greater things for His Kingdom.

I last posted about my bi vocational venture and shared how my heart desired to be back in full time ministry and God has heard the prayers of us and in June I was able to quit my second job and focus all my energy on reestablishing the church in Corvallis.

Since coming on full time we have restored the weekly Sunday Gathering. We spent the summer worshiping outside in a beautiful tree grove. During this time we were praying that God would provide for us a location that would be central to the city and strategic for mission.  With lots of frustration we searched without much success, until last month when we learned of a promising location in a historic building right in the heart of downtown Corvallis.

Two months on, we have had two weeks in a row of meeting in this beautiful space. Surrounded by brick walls and windows that open up to the downtown area the sound of our worship pours out into the streets for blocks and the truth of God's Word reaches the ears of passers by; it is a miracle.

We are so excited for all of God's provision as He is bringing more missionally minded team members on board. Chaz Luchterhand has join the Doxology Team as a Pastor Resident focused on the College population in Corvallis.

We are really excited.

Thanks again for the prayers.

David

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Box boy Pastor

Today I found myself on the crest of a beautiful hillside clinic overlooking an upscale section of town waiting in the lobby to hear my name called. People came and went lots of grey haired individuals began emptying the waiting room while I waited, until my name was finally called. I followed the young nurse back to the bathroom… awkward.

Yup, today for the first time in nearly 10 years I had to take a drug test. It is almost surreal to think of myself back in the public work force, yet this is what God has led us into. In high school I worked at Roth’s grocery store stocking shelves, green bowtie and all. And now my life has come full circle today I completed my testing for a job as a shelf stocker at a local farm supply store in Corvallis. As strange and embarrassing as it is to be pursuing entry level work, I know that it is where we are and what is needed as we follow Christ to Corvallis, seeking to rebuild and re establish a beachhead for Gospel ministry in this beautiful yet progressively secular City.

If you have followed our story you will be aware of the statistics that make Corvallis one of the least reached areas in the nation making the very atmosphere of the area culturally rich, yet lacking in any eternal hope. There are over 30,000 OSU students who we want to see exposed to the Gospel and desire to see the City introduced to Christ.

We are encouraged to see the Lord moving and making a way for our family to move to Corvallis. We have stories of God’s provision that continue to urge us forward. Yet other challenges remain. One such challenge is finances. Both in preparing our house for our move to the city
and month-to-month expenses. More than anything I want to be able give myself fully to the work of leading this church and reaching this city.  I am praying boldly that the Lord will provide for our family to have our house move in ready and me on full time by July 1.

I believe that God is able, as the apostle Paul wrote to the Church in Philippi to supply for all our needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus Philippians 4:19

I believe it because He has already been doing this. He has answered our prayers by providing both a house and the funds for a downpayment! God is moving and we can't wait to see how else He will provide for our family and new Church.

Will you join me in Praying about our July 1st goal?


Doxology has organized a large ingathering of funds to get us to Corvallis and relaunch the Church for Sunday May 3 called the ‘joy offering’.

Will you join in supporting the work of introducing the City of Corvallis to Jesus?


You can take part in the mission financially by joining in with a one-time gift designated toward the ‘joy offering’ 

Or
 
You can be a long term (6 mo / 1 yr) partner with our family by designating your monthly gift to ‘the Libby family’


Give by Mail
Make checks out to 'Doxology' and mail to:

    Doxology
    PO Box 2605
    Corvallis, OR 97339-2605

Or give online:

doxcorvallis.org/#/give


We sincerely appreciate your interest and concern as we are following the movement of God into a challenging and rich season of ministry. Thank you for your prayers, they are most essential and thank you for your practical partnership as well.

Sincerely,


David and Rachel + 4

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Written In

Recently I found myself walking the Stations of the Cross on the beautiful grounds of an Abbey just outside of Mt. Angel Oregon. The morning air was cool and crisp. The blue sky was bright, with silky fog filling the beams of sunlight that broke through the dense forest covering. I walked from station to station pausing to observe the beautiful statues, taking in the imagery which depicted different scenes of Christ's suffering. Many thoughts of thankfulness came to mind as I was reminded of His willing surrender and open hands, yet sorrow filled my heart as one of the images captured the hatred in the eyes of the Pharisees in the background.

It broke my heart to see the familiar pride and hatred so perfectly caught by the sculptor. I was gripped by the thought that the Pharisees were convinced they were doing the right thing. They had an air tight argument they repeated to themselves until they felt justified in their actions. They didn't just think it was ok, they believed it was the right thing to kill Christ. Scary!

Scary to think that we all, no make that I. I am just as prone to justifying evil action as good or right. By building religious framework around an action that will profit myself. God forgive me for my potential to call good evil and evil good.

My heart was low as I reflected on this sobering reality, when I came to an image that showed Christ stumbling under the weight of the Cross. He was so weak He was unable to carry His own Cross. The obvious reason Christ could not carry His cross was due to the often deadly scourging He had already endured. Therefore, He was unable.

Just think about that for a moment, Jesus, Lord of Glory, Maker and upholder of all things was unable to uphold His own Cross.

This is amazing humility. It blows my mind that Christ would lower Himself not only to step down from Heaven to walk our streets but lower Himself to take on our own frailty and weakness.

He was WEAK and couldn't do it Himself

I know is may sound sacrilegious to say that Christ was weak and couldn't do something Himself but look at the Gospel accounts, to me it is obvious, He was so broken and weak from the scourging that He needed help even to get to the place of His own execution.

So what do we see happen?

Luke 23:26 "As the soldiers led Him away, they seized Simon of Cyrene, who was on his way in from the country, and put the cross on him and made him cary it behind Jesus."

He was weak and unable so they got a man to help Him.  A man.

I think it is amazing that the all powerful Son of God would humble himself to encounter the ugliness of human suffering at its darkest and so experience it that he was weakened by it.

Jesus on His grand mission of redemption, so humbled Himself that He invited a man into His heroic story as a partner. And Simon a man from northern Africa lifted part of Christ's weight.

Know this:
Simon felt the pain of the massive beam on His shoulders
Simon was not comfortable, he likely struggled and shed his own sweat as he followed the silent frail convict to His death.
Simon likely walked away from the Calvary's hilltop hot and messy with the very blood of Christ on him.

It blows my mind to think that by God's sovereign choice He wrote it into the story of redemption that Christ would use the assistance of humanity to accomplish His work. But this was the depth of His humanity, and is the essence of His redemptive plan. He secured our salvation at Calvary and He writes humanity into His mission of showing and proclaiming this love.

Christ the author of life writes us, broken and twisted humans into His mission as integral pieces to reach and rescue those who are in the world but are without hope. So many individuals are deeply loved by God, yet are at odds with Him. They don't even know where to start or how to reach out to God. The beauty is that God has reached out toward them when He came and laid down His life to restore right relationship with us. In fact, He is reaching out toward them through you and I today.

It may seam overwhelming to think that we are God's reach to those who desperately need God, we are after all are weak ourselves, still struggling and sinful. But let us look at Simon of Cyrene who simply took up the bloody Cross of Jesus and followed. He followed in discomfort, struggling under the weight of the Cross as he simply followed, one step after the other placing his feet in the footprints of Jesus.

All we can do is follow, carry the burden of loving others and proclaiming life in Jesus.

We will for sure spend our sweat, our energy, we are likely to struggle, stumble and even sin along the way but, all I want is to be a hot mess dripping in the blood of the Son.

God has written us into His plans.


How are you actively joining Christ's mission?

Who is within your reach the need to experience the love of Christ and the truth of the Gospel?


Saturday, March 7, 2015

Big Announcement

So what is going on with the Libby's?  We are excited to finally say we now know what God has been up to. For the last 6 or so years I have known that God was preparing our family to lead a church community. So we started praying, praying for wisdom, praying for guidance, praying for God's timing and praying for our future church. And we are pleased to announce we have finally met those whom we have been praying for for years. God has called us to join an amazing church community in Corvallis Oregon called Doxology and serve them as their lead Pastor.

We have had the privilege to preach at a number of great churches around the North West as we have candidated for similar roles but have prayerfully decided to pursue this role in Corvallis to a church that is small in number yet has beautiful ambition and a rich love for each other and for Christ.

Not only are we excited about leading this special group, we are equally excited about ministering to a community like Corvallis, with so many College students and professors around Corvallis, the city is a place where the Gospel needs to be represented in power and beauty.

Corvallis / Benton County is know not only for being one of most dense population of scientists in the nation but is also known more sadly for-

"Lowest church attendance per capita of any county in the nation" - Gazette Times
"The least religious county per capita in the United States." - Gazette Times

These stats are daunting, yet we want to be a part of changing this. Doxology has been on a journey of their own losing key leadership in the last year left the church considering closing the doors, but a remnant of strong committed believers have begun rebuilding the church, determined to see the gospel go forward and statistics changed for the glory of Jesus.

When I heard about this struggling church and learned what it is that makes their heart beat I immediately knew God had been preparing me for these people and this mission. We are excited for what God has planned, we genuinely believe God is going to work miracles in Corvallis.

We know the challenges remain but I believe the light shines brightest in the midst of Darkness.

Here are some of the practical challenges:

1. Doxology is a struggling church rebuilding and only has the funding to bring us on part time. I am praying that we might be fully funded to be able to devote 100% of our time to pastoral ministry. Please join me in this prayer.

2. It is essential that we move to Corvallis to have the deepest impact in the community. I am currently going to be commuting 1 hr. each way. I have a goal of raising $20,000 to help fund a down payment for a house.

3. Please pray for the sale of our house, it is scheduled to close on the 16th of March, we pray there are no complications.

4. Please pray for our family to feel secure in the midst of all the changes. We hope to let the kids finish up school in Salem before we will hopefully be moving to Corvallis in the summer.

I would ask that you would consider supporting our family as we venture out. We truly believe that God is calling us into an amazing work in Corvallis we are grateful that Corvallis is near to many of our friends and family. Would you please be praying for us and those we lead? And possibly consider a one time gift toward our move or a monthly gift to prop up our monthly expenses?

You can mail Checks direct by requesting our current address via email dlibbyministry@gmail.com

or send to

Doxology (For the Libby Family)
PO Box 2605
Corvallis, OR 97339-2605

You can even use the Church's Paypal 

doxcorvallis.org/#/give


Thank you for your interest in our family and what God is doing in our lives. Please feel free to check out the church at doxcorvallis.org. 

Sincerely, 

The Libby Crew

Friday, February 20, 2015

The Dimmest of Light, is Still Light

So there I was in the dark, laid out on my stomach suited up for a nuclear fall out, boots, gloves, hoody cinched down with goggles and dust mask ready to ward off any and everything that lives in the crawl space of our family home. Let me just say, I hate going into our crawl space or any crawl space come to think of it. But I had a job to do, our house was scheduled for an inspection for some potential buyers and the vapor layer that covers the dirt under our house needed to be replaced.  So as I said before there I was under my house kitted out and swimming in hundreds of feet of black plastic tarping, trying my best to spread it out flat over the rocks and dirt. As I struggled, I almost felt like I was five years old again, trying my best to spread a seemingly massive bed sheet out on my bed frustrated to discover how easily it loses position has you pull it from side to the other trying to reach the far corners in each direction.

At one point the crawl space under the house was so narrow that I began to panic as I felt the hard stone pressing on my chest as my back rubbed against the under belly of the floor boards. I was grateful I had a work light with me to help me keep my bearings as I took a minute and prayed “God help me get this done” and slid backwards to continue my work. I rushed to get done so I could resurface and escape the crushing feeling of Closter phobia and the heat of my mask and hoody.

A drop of dust soaked sweat rolled down my brow and into my eye, the burning was piercing, but I just wanted to finish so I worked faster spreading my whole body over the plastic to expand the folds to their limit. I spread my arms and kicked my legs into the sea of plastic and saw a flash of light as my boot broke the bulb of my work light.   Darkness…

Absolute darkness, I was left with only a flickering headlamp powered by a stolen remote battery. I could barely see anything, I couldn’t make out the far edges of the foundation let alone much further than a few feet in front of me. The air was filled with dust particles that dulled the vision. The once bright light had gone out, but I was not in complete darkness. 

No matter how dim my headlamp was, it gave light. And that dim light was enough.


My lesson this week:

Even the dimmest of light, is still light.

“Behold, these are but the outskirts of His ways,
    and how small a whisper do we hear of Him…”
                         -Job 26:14a

Sometimes all we get is a whisper of what God is doing. Sometimes the lights go out and all we have is the flicker of a promise “fear not, for I am with you” or a past experience of His presence but the feelings are only a memory, a whisper

These whispers can feel so inadequate at times to fill us up and give us clarity, but they are not insignificant. Even a whisper from Heaven is Heaven speaking.

I am meditating on the truth that even the dimmest of light is light. And the faintest whisper still words.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
-John 1:5

By all accounts the life of Christ that dawned on the morning of dark humanity was dim and flickering in comparison to what was expected, yet the darkness did not overcome it.

The dimmest of light, is still light.
            The faintest whisper is still words.


What is God whispering to you this week, this moment?

Sunday, February 8, 2015

The Outskirts


This evening I stood next to my son as he worked away at his Sunday night homework assignment. He scribbled away, drawing and labeling diagrams on a massive poster board spread across our desk by the door. His quiet study was interrupted when we heard a roar coming from outside.

As we pulled the door open to investigate we discovered a massive wind ripping through the branches of the monstrous fir trees that stand tall around our house. We saw hay tarps flapping and snapping in the wind and metal doors swaying and clanging at each gust.

What a powerful wind

All at once, the white noise of the wind was silenced by the rush of thumping raindrops, and then by hail pelting the metal roof of the hay barn and angrily slapping every surface.

What a powerful hail
 
A mist of damp filled the air as water splashed up from the hail and rain pounding the gathered pools of rain.  All at once in the darkness the mist lit up with flashes of lightning and peals of thunder.

What a powerful storm

I stood on the porch in awe, feeling the mist and damp whipped by the wind all around me, amidst the flashes of light and the thumps of power, marveling…

What a powerful God

Honestly, I have grown slightly disillusioned to the process of waiting on God to direct us to our new home and ministry. I have been reading in Job and came across a passage in chapter 26 where Job is reflecting similarly on the power of God over death, space, the earth, its clouds, mountains and seas. Then he says something that shook me when I read it…

Behold, these are but the outskirts of His ways,
                        and how small a whisper do we hear of Him…”
                                                -Job 26:14a

Amazing to think that the things that arrest our attention, capture our intrigue, mystify our senses and make us say “Wow, what an amazing God” these are only the “outskirts of His ways”, only a taste of God’s power, wisdom and works.

God’s creative genius on display all around us is only the boarder of greater ways, it seems as though creation is pictured as the very exterior edge of all that God has done and is doing. Job’s statement comes from the heart of a man who longed to understand more of what God was doing behind the scenes of life.

Sometimes circumstances can confuse and disorientate us. When life turns upside down and hope begins to fade and your resolve drifts toward indifference, remember… The mighty work that God has done in creation is but a hint of God’s creative glory and wisdom in action toward us.

Today my lesson is this:

When I can’t see what God is doing, look at what I can see. And understand that “these things are but the outskirts of His ways.”