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This Sunday in Homewood

There’s a seat saved for you.

A neighborhood church in Homewood for people who like their faith honest and their neighbors close. Two services, the same morning twice.

9:00AMFirst service

11:00AMSecond service

Two kids run laughing across a sunny park lawn with their parents following behind

Your first Sunday

What to expect, answered

The four things first-time guests ask us most. Tell us you’re coming and someone will be watching for you by name.

Where do I park?
Turn into the main lot off Oxmoor Road. Guest parking is marked with cones right by the front doors, and on a full Sunday someone in an orange vest will wave you to overflow parking two minutes’ walk away.
What about my kids?
Birth through 5th grade have their own rooms and teachers. Stop at the Kids desk in the lobby for a matching security tag — your child’s teacher texts you directly if they need you. Kids are always welcome to sit with you, too.
What should I wear?
Whatever you’re comfortable in. Jeans and sundresses share the same row most Sundays. Nobody here is dressed up on purpose, and nobody will look twice.
How long is it?
About 75 minutes: singing, a message from one of our pastors, and a few minutes to say hello to the people around you. The 9:00 and 11:00 are the same service.

The cover story · a 3-week series

Ordinary Time

Most of life doesn't feel like a mountaintop. This series is about the Tuesday-afternoon, dishes-in-the-sink, nothing-dramatic-happening middle of things — and what it looks like to actually meet God there.

“If mercy is only new on the good mornings, it was never really new every morning.”
Pastor James Okafor, “The Middle of the Week

A story from our church family

Five minutes late, and still expected

Ana Ramirez · at Cedar Hollow since this spring

We almost didn't go. Mateo had a meltdown over socks, the baby needed changing in the car, and by the time we pulled into the lot off Oxmoor Road we were five minutes late for the 9:00. I was ready to turn around and try again next week.

A man in an orange vest waved us into one of the spots by the front doors — the ones with the cones, for guests. Inside, a woman at the welcome table looked at the diaper bag, then at me, and said, “You must be the Ramirez family.” It was Carol. I'd filled out the plan-a-visit form the night before and forgotten all about it. She hadn't.

She walked the kids to check-in herself, printed their matching tags, and told Lucía's teacher that she likes horses. Nobody made us feel behind. Nobody asked us to fill out a card or stand up and be welcomed.

We've been back every Sunday since. Mateo still fights about socks, and we still come in late some weeks. Somebody is always watching for us anyway.

We slipped in five minutes late with two kids and a diaper bag and someone still greeted us by name at the door — turns out Carol had seen our visit-the-website form the night before.
From The Ramirez family’s review

Giving

It keeps this place running — and reaches past it

About half of every gift funds our staff and building. The rest goes to missions near and far, the benevolence fund, and ministries for kids, students and Wednesday Night Supper.

Prefer paper? The offering boxes are by each door.