Our Story

From the Furnace to The Mosaic

The story of our church is not one of a straight path, but of a persistent faith. We began in the fall of 2019, only to be tested six months later by a global pandemic that forced us online. For the next four years, we were a people on the move, gathering in six different locations as we navigated the changing world.

In the fall of 2023, we encountered a season of intense adversity that led to the end of our original organization. Yet, in the ashes of that fire, a core group of people felt called to remain together. We moved to our seventh location—a batting cage. For two years, we gathered there without a name, sitting in chairs we brought from home and worshiping "unplugged."

A Season in the Desert

These two years were our "desert" season. They were years of deep healing, earnest searching, and asking God for a fresh hope. It was in the simplicity of that batting cage that God provided exactly what we needed: a renewed vision for our future.

While our mission remains the same as it was in 2019—to introduce people to Jesus personally, relationally, and redemptively—God used our time in the wilderness to refine our vision. We now see ourselves as The Mosaic: a Spirit-led, grace-filled community where every person is welcomed into God’s redemptive story, reflecting the beauty of unity in diversity and the courage to walk in love for the renewal of all things.

Leave the Smoke Behind

One of our members, Brent A. Richard, penned a poem that beautifully captures our journey through the fire and into this new season. His words reflect the trials that shaped us and the faith, grace, and perseverance that carried us through. This poem stands as a testament to where we have been, the lessons we have learned, and the grace that ultimately led us out and forward together.
Leave the Smoke Behind
Are you facing a fiery furnace, no apparent fault of your own,
With no reason you find for this trouble, and no alternate path is known.
You can still face the flames with courage, walk purposely in, be bold,
With faith in your God that He will be there, with a comforting hand you can hold.

Stand straight and stand tall in full view of the door,
So your enemies see you're not down on the floor,
But up marching around, just taking a stroll
With the Master of flames who's still in control.
Then out of the furnace, out of the fire, out of the flame of hatred's desire,
Leaving behind the regrets that can choke, leaving behind the smell of the smoke.
Cause the smoke just recalls injustice and pain,
Makes it hard to forgive with nothing to gain.
So walk out of your furnace with a heart that's still kind,
And ask God to help leave the smoke all behind.

— Brent A. Richard

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