The Bridge Ministry



Tuesday night, I had the privilege of participating in The Bridge Ministry (http://www.bridgeministry.org/about/jefferson-street-bridge/).  This ministry is the best picture of Church I have seen! It's so beautiful! There are a variety of ages, races, classes, all coming together to worship God under a bridge where
many homeless residents in Nashville reside. Trucks show up and unload food, clothes, and a variety of different donations for those in need. People show up to volunteer to help distribute these items and to help lead a worship service. This is a church but it doesn't meet on Sundays, doesn't collect an offering during the service, doesn't take attendance, doesn't have an assigned pastor, and doesn't have bulletins or slide shows. This is a church who actually spends time, effort, and money doing the things Jesus called us to do. Instead of just listening to a sermon and going home, after church volunteers help pass out food and/or clothes to those in need. Instead of just passively sitting attendees get to put their faith into action by volunteering and or receiving a blessing through the donations. It is such an incredible ministry! We get so caught up in our way of doing church because that's the way we have always done it. What if we did it differently? The Bridge Ministry church really has a beautiful vision of what it means to be the Church! LOVE IT!

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