The Distillery Church

Blue Lips, Blue Veins, Blue. The Color of our Planet from Far, Far Away…

So a week or so ago we were all in the gathering praying together and one of the folks there said this “…and thank you God for this refuge that we can come to and meet together in safety…”  I went home that evening feeling like maybe we have done something right here.  Of course at the same time I have to acknowledge that a refuge is a place for refugees, people who are fleeing tyranny of some sort.  Maybe that is what I have been doing this whole time.  Ever since my first desire to plant a church it has been out of this feeling of not fitting in anywhere else.  But not just that, there was also this sense that I was running from something that was not right — fleeing into something more right, or at least a place that respects the individual’s ability to think on their own, to speak their mind, and to ask questions.

Below is a video from our friend Kathy Escobar, who fittingly Copastors a church called The Refuge in Colorado.  why is it when I see this video I find myself wanting to be a “blue person.”  Maybe, everyone is a little “blue.” What do you think?

church refugees – part 1 from kathy escobar on Vimeo.