I started attending church at Bois D’Arc UMC with my husband almost 7 years ago, and it has been home to me since.
Driving all the way from Ozark is not an issue because we are able to serve our God with a family that we never want to give up. We can joke, love and cry with each other. We support each other through the good and the bad.
It’s never been a “what more can the church do for me” but a “what more can I do for my church”. That being said, I leave every week like my cup is full. I’m constantly telling people that I heard or learned exactly what I needed.