At first glance, the church may look like a single, uniform image. But as we get closer, we notice that it’s more like a mosaic—united as one picture, but made up of millions of small, brilliantly colored parts. And it is this mosaic, the global church, that God has chosen to reflect his gospel to the world.
The root word for Gospel literally means “good tale.” Indeed, the true story of Christ’s death and resurrection is the ultimate Good Tale, and in his mercy, God allows us to have a part in that story. On our own, we are little more than individual broken pieces, but God transforms us by the power of the gospel, working us into his redemptive masterpiece.
Here at First Baptist Church of Geneva, we delight in seeing God at work—how he restores broken relationships, brings lost ones back home, and sets prisoners free; how he turns sin into victory, bitterness into forgiveness, mourning into joy.
As you watch these testimonies, or gospel stories, of lives transformed by the gospel of Jesus Christ, we pray that he will write your own story into his larger story—the story of the gospel.
We always thank God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, when we pray for you, because we have heard of your faith in Christ Jesus and of the love you have for all God’s people— the faith and love that spring from the hope stored up for you in heaven and about which you have already heard in the true message of the gospel that has come to you. In the same way, the gospel is bearing fruit and growing throughout the whole world—just as it has been doing among you since the day you heard it and truly understood God’s grace.
Maybe you’ve been following God for a while now, doing all the right things, going through the Christian motions. But somehow it feels like there’s something missing. Where is the joy and peace your soul is longing for?
That’s precisely where Jennifer Mamminga found herself. Her life was full of gifts and blessings, but there was something she desperately wanted to know: Is this all there is? It was only when she surrendered everything to Jesus that she made a life-altering discovery about her true identity.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
In those quiet moments, when you stand back and take an honest look at yourself—the things you regret, the ways you’ve fallen short, the people you’ve let down—what words flash before your eyes? Selfish? Dishonest? Defeated? Unforgiveable? Maybe you’re afraid that your most significant relationships have been fractured beyond repair, and even worse, you’re too far gone for God to rescue.
Mike Wildman has been there. He got to a point where he thought his marriage was over and he was beyond hope. But then, after he got a tangible glimpse of God’s grace through this wife, Amy, Mike came to see himself as God sees him: forgiven.
At one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. . . . But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy.
When we experience pain—whether the pain is physical or emotional—most of us fall to our knees with the same agonizing question on our lips: Why, Lord?
At the age of 16, Alena asked the same question when she found herself in constant physical pain, battling a condition that doctors couldn’t seem to nail down and wondering if she’d ever be able to dance again. Why did she have to go through something like this at such a young age? Where was God in the midst of her suffering?
It was only when she surrendered to the Lord that she experienced a life-transforming truth: even if God never changed her pain, he was changing her heart. This is the story of how the gospel met Alena at her point of deepest pain and taught her to dance again.
O Lord my God, I called out to you for help, and you healed me. You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing.
—Psalm 30:2, 11
We invite you to watch as Vince shares how the gospel brought hope and grace . . . and a second chance at life.
Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.