On having your building destroyed...

Last Wednesday, storms went through north Texas and lighting struck Theatre166.

The church I'm part of, Crosspointe, built Theatre 166 as a community theatre.  The name comes from the idea that there are 168 hours in a week and the church only used the building for two of them leaving  the remaining 166 hours for the community to use the space.

During the storm, lighting struck the building and there was total structural collapse over the theatre space.  This happened on the date of our second anniversary.  As David-the-Artist-Pastor said aptly, "On 06-06-2010 God moved us in and on 06-06-2012, God moved us out."

I didn't cry until I saw the pictures of the inside--unsure how to process an "act of God" that wipes out a core part of what you do as a church.

Sunday morning we met together on the lawn outside--a beautiful reminder that the church has nothing to do with bricks and mortar.  Even though the building lay in shambles behind us, the cool breeze was comforting.  As a group, we've been nomadic before, so it didn't seem sad--or particularly unusual--to do so again.

I told John in many ways for me, Crosspointe is like the Island of Misfit Toys (from the Rankin-Bass Rudolph story)--I'm not sure that we fit anywhere else. There are many places in North Dallas to go to church, but until I met David-the-Artist-Pastor, I never had permission to explore and grow in all of the ways that make me different and unique.  It isn't surprising to me that our church was in a strip mall next to a liquor store.  We didn't need the community to become something so that we would be comfortable.  We wanted to go out into the community and let them know that we loved them--not as some big missions project--but because they are us.

We will continue to stay together as the church, but we have no idea what the next chapter looks like. 

The video clip from local news coverage is below.  And yes, that does happen to be me singing in worship...


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Maira Gall