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Manna for the Moment

At Northside Church of Richmond, we desire earnestly to be joyful worshipers, nurturing family, and engaged neighbors always, and we are seeking ways to spur us on towards those things creatively right now. One way we're trying is by creating a space where we can interact and be nourished, encouraged, and connected to one another to keep pointing each other to God's Truths to steady us, to shape us, and to send us out in His ways. Be on the lookout for devotional writings with meditations on God's Word, videos of encouragement, and other creative offerings from our church body.

Reach out to Adrianne Thompson with questions or comments: adriannevthompson@gmail.com
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This I know to be True - a reflection from Christine Bor

In this time of loss and lament, the Northside Church family is offering poems, devotionals, Scripture, and personal reflections to challenge and encourage the body of Christ. We are grateful for each contributor's willingness to share, amid heavy-hearts and deep grief.  May our humble, imperfect, and vulnerable lament lead us to our Savior, and may His goodness, peace and comfort strengthen us for the work ahead. 
This I know to be true: God is the Defender of the weak and the fatherless, upholding the cause of the poor and oppressed. There is both a comfort and warning to be found in those words.

I have shed so many tears the past few days longing for the day that evil no longer feels so loud. For a corner to turn where the enormity of darkness is no longer debilitating as it attempts to quiet hope. And then I remember that I have no idea what it means to be Black in America because of my unique intersectionality. Although not White, I will never know what it feels like to exper…

I've fueled the flames - by Corinne Tucker

In this time of loss and lament, the Northside Church family is offering poems, devotionals, Scripture, and personal reflections to challenge and encourage the body of Christ. We are grateful for each contributor's willingness to share, amid heavy-hearts and deep grief.  May our humble, imperfect, and vulnerable lament lead us to our Savior, and may His goodness, peace and comfort strengthen us for the work ahead. 
I've fueled the flames- by Corinne Tucker
The fact that no one died in Christian Cooper’s video doesn’t mean it wasn’t a tragedy. It means our everyday normal is a tragedy.

Because here’s the thing: interactions like that happen all the time. Amy Cooper knew instinctively what kind of society we live in: one in which she would be believed and protected because she is white, and where he would be feared, distrusted, and crushed because he is black. Amy Cooper had an awful power in her hands. The power to be believed and protected at the cost of another human being’s l…

Rehumanization in Realtime: Waging War Against White Supremacy - Charles Lewis

White supremacy kills. One reason why white supremacy kills so easily is because its legacy is one of attempted dehumanization. I say “attempted” because if you are a human being then you are created in the image of God and no power of hell, like that of white supremacy, can take that away from you. However in its attempts to dehumanize – to make us less than human – real cosmic damage can, has, and will continue to occur. 400 years of lives being cut short and livelihoods being plundered; from the plantation to the parkway. It’s easy to cut human life short when you see said life as being just short of human.

The dehumanization process happens by dictating what is truly human through a grid of whiteness, and by divesting persons of color of their freedom to flourish fully in the imago dei that God has given them. Dehumanization – by way of dictation and divestment, has been codified in American law for centuries and has left an indelible imprint on the American consciousness in such…

We can't breathe - a reflection from Rachel Wiggins

“I can’t breathe.”

Who is saying these words today?
George Floyd.
Eric Garner.
Black men and women murdered in the streets.
Black women and men checking the news, re-traumatized again.
People being rushed to the hospital.
People knowing they can’t see their family member who’s on a ventilator.
Nurses and cashiers facing another panic attack as their bodies try to cope with the stress of their jobs.


You know where I can’t imagine these words being said?
In the Garden.
When I read of Adam and Eve walking with God, I picture full, deep, to-the-soles breaths.
No stress making their breaths shallow, no fear tightening their throats, no arms or knees stealing life from God’s beloved, beautiful creations.
Breaths filling in and filling out, slowly and deliciously exhaled.

God is described in Genesis and throughout the Bible as “the One who gives breath to all living things.” God created us with BREATH.

Today we see our breath stolen from us because of a physical virus infecting our lungs, a…

Exposed, Weary, and Hungrier Than Ever - a reflection from the Thompson household

I read this poem a few weeks ago, and it resonated:

Exposed by Sarah Bourns
We’ve all been exposed. Not necessarily to the virus (though maybe…who knows) We’ve all been exposed BY the virus.
Corona is exposing us. Exposing our weak sides. Exposing our dark sides. Exposing what normally lies far beneath the surface of our souls, hidden by the invisible masks we wear. Now exposed by the paper masks we can’t hide far enough behind.
Corona is exposing our addiction to comfort. Our obsession with control. Our compulsion to hoard. Our protection of self.
Corona is peeling back our layers. Tearing down our walls. Revealing our illusions. Leveling our best-laid plans.
Corona is exposing the gods we worship: Our health Our hurry Our sense of security. Our favorite lies Our secret lusts Our misplaced trust.
Corona is calling everything into question: What is the church without a building? What is my worth without an income? How do we plan without certainty? How do we love despite risk?
Corona …

Back to What Is True - a spoken word poem

This spoken word poem was inspired as a response to the Northside Church blog posts No More Opting Out and Two Unbearable Griefs, courageously and prophetically offered by two dear sisters in Christ in the wake of the Ahmaud Arbery shooting.


Below is the full text of the poem:

A.T. and S.K., my beloved Christian sisters,
I couldn’t press on without you.
I was stuck when I was reading your words
until they turned my heart back to what is true.
They set my mind back on the promises of God –
even though I’m feeling blue.
They reset my attitude
and put me in a better mood.

No opting out, no stepping back,
doing so never stops the constant threat of attack.
But trying to press on comes at a price,
It’s like I’m rolling the dice –
even as a woman, I’ve been harassed by the cops at least twice.
Being well educated and speaking the king’s English just doesn’t suffice.
All that matters, to some, is that my hair is too greasy and kinky to get lice.
So, they think it’s all right to treat me like…

It Is Well with My Soul - Zoe Bastardi, Amaya Brown, Sarah Lorish, and Lucy Thompson

These young ladies began working on this video before any of us had heard the names Ahmaud Arbery or Breonna Taylor. Yet the friendship and fellowship that drew them to come together in this way serves as a hopeful picture to the church and the world of what racial reconciliation can look like. The racial makeup of this quartet is not contrived but a (super-)natural consequence of a commitment that our church would reflect the diversity of God's good creation. This commitment is far from perfected in our church, and we recognize that it comes at a cost, particularly to those called to place themselves in the minority and to act as "bridges" between communities. Yet we are called to bear that cost together, knowing that even "though trials should come," because of the work of Christ, we can still declare, "it is well with my soul." Let us be led by these young ladies, true sisters in the body of Christ, as we are reminded of the peace we experience …