We got into Price, Utah this afternoon, a little town of about 8,400 people. This is where my wife spent about eight years of here life. We spoke tonight at a dinner at Price Chapel, a church that my wife’s dad pastored and is still making a positive impact on the community.
I’m not sure how many people turned up tonight, but there was probably at least a hundred, interested in hearing how “one of their own” was doing in a land few people understand. The church is actually located in a former health club building. They’ve made super use of the structure, proving that church isn't about the building, it’s about the people. Tomorrow I speak to the men’s group and the Sunday morning Melissa and I will speak again.
I really enjoy meeting regular people from regular Christian & Missionary Alliance churches. These people are living out their lives faithfully in often difficult circumstances. The folks at Price Chapel are a religious minority in this state. They are great, especially the guy who apologized for leaving the meeting a couple of times to answer his phone, “the damn thing never leaves me alone.” I love it.