We were merely looking for a place for us to meet for one Sunday, October 7. It made sense way back in July to give up our space at the school so another congregation could meet for a one-time special gathering. Grace Church 
can flex; change should be the norm not the exception for us.
But as October 7 got closer, the inconvenience grew meaningfully. There was a nursery to redesign and relocate. And where is the “Help Center” anyway? How do you get to the only driveway in and out of its parking lot without getting hit by fast moving traffic from O’Neal Bridge? Make maps. Will there be 
enough chairs for everyone, room for the musicians, space for a Communion table? If there was any inconvenience it was worth it, and, truth be told, it was no big inconvenience.
Through it all, God seemed to be whispering, “Get out of your convenience zone.” God was also offering us a paradigm for a place for Grace Church. No, I don’t mean we take over the Help Center. I was seeing the day come when there would be a space for Grace. It will be a 
worship space that’s a mission place. And it would be a place in the city. Grace is supposed to be in the city we love at the three-way intersection of human need, spiritual hunger, and institutional weariness. God was helping us that Sunday at the center.
--Larry
