Thursday, October 29, 2015

The Biggest Little Church in Town

I remember standing in the middle of Midway Park amazed at how many people were in attendance at the first annual BUMC Backyard Bash. We filled the park that day. How could that be? We are after all the "little church" by the high school and the services are never crowded.

This to me is the beauty of BUMC, with several services and types of service we all feel like we go to a community church and in fact we do, it just so happens that there are enough of us that we served 150 pounds of bbq brisket at Trick or Trunk this past weekend. One ounce per person in forty five minutes! I love that BUMC is growing as many churches are shrinking and that we are growing with out losing our sense of community.

I am proud to be a member of the biggest little church in town!

Steve Laser has been a member of BUMC for more than five years. He serves on the finance committee, and has previously been involved in the First Friday Fellowship, Theology on Tap, and has served as an usher. He is a native to Broomfield, Colorado, and lives here now with his wife and two children. He also makes a mean smoked brisket

Friday, October 23, 2015

Faith Like A Child

One day, some parents brought their children to Jesus so he could lay his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples scolded the parents for bothering him. Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.” And he placed his hands on their heads and blessed them before he left.

I cannot get away from the words Jesus spoke in Matthew 19: The Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like children.

And here I am, trying so hard to be an adult. I mean, who has time to be like a child? There are bills to pay, meals to plan, and a million other responsibilities. It’s complicated. I get where the disciples were coming from shooing these kids away from Jesus. They were just showing Jesus that they were responsible adults.

Let’s be honest. Being a responsible adult is less awesome than being like a child. Jesus scolded his disciples for stopping these children from coming to him because kids are awesome! They live in the moment. They accept people. They find friends everywhere. They ask honest questions. They love deeply and trust wholeheartedly. They’re brave.
Just a few months ago I dropped my son off at the bus stop as he made the transition into middle school. I was so afraid for him. There were so many new things and new people. In the blink of an eye, he became best of friends with a fellow student at the bus stop. They are inseparable. They didn’t even know each other a few weeks ago and already they’re best friends! They made it look so simple. It’s like they looked at each other at the bus stop and said, “I am here. You are here. We can do this together.” It wasn’t just simple it was brave.

It’s this kind of simplicity and bravery that God recognizes and loves about children. This is why the kingdom belongs to people like them. As an adult I sometimes lose sight of the art of simplicity as the complications of life grip me with fear-the fear of not achieving enough, earning enough, or the fear of not being accepted. But the love and life God offers us is not this complicated (even though our circumstances might be). We must be brave enough to believe uncomplicated truth: God loves us and God is with us.

This past Sunday during worship service, all the business of life and adult like complications melted from me as the words of this worship song washed over me…

You’re a good good father, it’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are. I’m loved by you, it’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am.

When we wake up in the morning we do not have to let the complications of life define us. The simple and uncomplicated truth of that song defines every believer who is brave enough to approach God with faith like a child: You are here. I am here. We can do this together.

Theresa is a youth advocate, writer and speaker. She’s also a professional singer who has performed with Travis Cottrell and Beth Moore’s Living Proof Live conferences, Nicole C. Mullen, Truth and many others. She’s married to BUMC’s Worship Arts Director, Joe Mazza. Check out more from Theresa at

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Over the past few weeks we as a church have been looking at ways to worship God. This past Sunday, we revisited the story of Job, a story about a man that everyone thinks God has forgotten and is being punished for some unknown wrong that he has committed. Many of us have been Job or his friends. Either we have felt forgotten by God, lost to his Grace and Love, or we have seen people that have looked lost with no hope of being found. We are tempted to blame God for all the things that we see are wrong in the world or we wonder why He does not do something about it. The truth is that God is not responsible for all things wrong or the suffering we see in the world.

Have you ever wandered? When we wander, we are not going in a straight line. As we wander, we are not worried about timelines or schedules. We take the time to be in the moment and appreciate our company or surroundings, forgetting our troubles and everything that is going wrong in our lives. When I am in the mountains, one of my favorite things to do is wander around to see what I can see. In my wandering I have seen beautiful and stunning sights.

It was on the top of one of those mountains that I found God. At the time, I was going through a rough patch in my life, where I was struggling to find God in my life and feeling as if I was lost to His sight. When I was on the top of the mountain looking over His good creation someone started talking about God’s love and graces, and that is when I felt him moving inside of me for the first time. I was full of excitement and joy and wanted to find someone to share what I was feeling. I talked with such jubilation, feeling the Holy Spirit flowing through me. I was worshiping and praising God.

Like Job, we need to look past our troubles and look for God’s love in our lives; knowing that God is present with us no matter how far we feel like we have wandered off the path or been lead astray. As Christians, we need to be more like Job; knowing that God is there waiting for us to find Him, no matter how many twists and turns we take. God calls us to be his hiking buddy, and the hiking buddy of all those that seem to be lost, because they are not lost. They are just wandering, looking for God. They just don’t know it yet.

No matter how far we go, no matter what have done, we are not “lost.” We are just wandering. Looking for something, looking for God.

Suppose one of you had a hundred sheep and lost one. Wouldn’t you leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the lost one until you found it? When found, you can be sure you would put it across your shoulders, rejoicing, and when you got home call in your friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Celebrate with me! I’ve found my lost sheep!’ Count on it—there’s more joy in heaven over one sinner’s rescued life than over ninety-nine good people in no need of rescue.
-Luke 15:1-7 MSG

Dave Lockley is a lifelong Methodist who has attended Broomfield UMC for the past 8 years, with his wife Jamey and children Eddie and Anabella. He has degrees in History and Education from CU Boulder and is a teacher, for the Adams 12 School District. At BUMC, he teaches classes and small groups studies on Christian History and the Bible. You can contact him at

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Riding Into the Moment

I think anyone who knows me well would probably agree that I am generally a very careful person. It’s in my nature to evaluate and re-evaluate multiple times before making decisions- big or small. Part of this carefulness is also thinking and re-thinking in retrospect about things I said or did and how they affected others. To put it simply, my attempt in being careful almost always turns to worrying about what is going to happen or what has already happened. Cerebrally, I have a clear understanding that this isn’t how God intends me to live. I have read and re-read bible verses that discourage this pattern and for some reason, in action, it just doesn’t always stick. If I let go of worry, does that mean I care less about what happens to me and the relationships in my life? If I let go of worry, am I letting go of part of who I am?

A couple weeks ago, God gave me a little shove reminding me how it felt to live in the moment- being present with only the thoughts around me. Steve and I were vacationing without the kids, and we had the value add of free use of beach cruisers on our trip. We had dinner plans for one evening at someone’s house that we mapped and figured out was only a short three miles from where we were staying. Our tough Colorado stock decided that three miles was no big deal, but as we approached the last mile, which had an almost vertical uphill grade, we realized that there is a good reason that we have light, multi-geared mountain bikes at home for hills, and heavy, single geared, beach cruisers for flat beaches.

The payoff for this crazy uphill climb to dinner was an amazing descent home. As we cruised down, I felt like Elliot in ET, like my bike might just start flying in the moonlight as I cruised down the hills- just me, my bike, the moon, and the lights of the city. I wasn’t worried about a thing. It felt amazing, rejuvenating, peaceful. It made me remember why time in the moment is what really matters.

How often are we so consumed with what has already happened or what could possibly happen that we miss out on experiencing what’s right in front of us? Here’s my goal- intentionally find something every day that forces me to live in the joy that’s right around me. Recently, I read this quote from Anne Lamott, “Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.” I’m trying to unplug, find a different power source, live deeply in what surrounds me.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough troubles of its own. -Matthew 6:24

Andrea is an Early Childhood Special Educator, as well as mom to Paxton, 7, and Wyatt, 3. She and her husband Steve, have been members of BUMC since 2009.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

The Best Harvest of All

“Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me.” -- John 15:4

One of my most interesting experiences in ministry was serving in an agricultural community on the eastern plains of Colorado, in the town of Haxtun. This time of year was particularly exciting in that community, as the corn harvest was getting underway.

Harvest is the time of year when months of planning and work come to fruition. Farmers do their best to plant good seed in an efficient pattern, but they can’t control the outcome. Jesus speaks to this mystery in one of his parables. “And He was saying, ‘The kingdom of God is like a man who casts seed upon the soil; and he goes to bed at night and gets up by day, and the seed sprouts up and grows—how, he himself does not know. The soil produces crops by itself; first the blade, then the head, then the mature grain in the head. But when the crop permits, he immediately puts in the sickle, because the harvest has come.’” – Mark 4:26-29

Growth and fruitfulness are gifts from God; they happen under God’s nurture and care. Yes, we have a role to play, but it is God who provides the sunshine, rain, and growth. We celebrate these good gifts, and reap the harvest when the time is right. Farming is an interesting process. It rewards careful planning and deployment, but it is dependent upon God’s provision.

The Greek word that Jesus and the apostles use for “harvest” is karpos, which means “produce.” Jesus points out that we bear fruit as we are connected to Him, the Vine. As we draw close to the Living Christ, we receive the spiritual sap of God’s goodness, what James describes as the “wisdom from above.” “But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, reasonable, full of mercy and good fruits, unwavering, without hypocrisy. And the seed whose fruit is righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace.” -- James 3:17-18

Quite simply, the closer we draw to Christ, the more we become like Him. The harvest God desires to bring about it in us is a harvest of character, what Paul describes as the “fruit of the Spirit,” as you can see in Galatians 5:22-23. Our God is a God of love, joy, and peace, and our purpose is to reflect these qualities in our lives. Think about the best crops our state produces: sweet corn, peaches, cantaloupe. Each fruit is different, yet the best of each have similar traits: tenderness, sweetness, nutrition. They simply are. The saints have a marvelous diversity of personalities and creative interests, but they share a common character, the character of Christ.

The harvest moon appeared on September 27, and harvest is in full swing on the eastern plains. As you enjoy the delicious produce, consider the gracious invitation of our Lord, to draw close to Him and draw strength and wisdom from his loving presence. “By this is My Father glorified, that you bear much fruit, and so prove to be My disciples. Just as the Father has loved Me, I have also loved you; abide in my love.” – John 15:8-9

Here’s wishing you a fruitful fall, as you experience Christ’s creative love in new ways, and reap a bountiful harvest of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.

Thomas Cross is one of the pastors at BUMC, starting his seventh year here.  He loves to help people grow in Christ and start new small groups.  He says his passion is ‘to introduce people to the God I know through Jesus Christ, the God who is merciful and compassionate, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love.’  He enjoys hiking, reading, cooking, going to movies, working out, collecting art, listening to jazz music, and watching the Broncos for fun.  And he has a blast meeting with the diverse small groups he facilitates!