Why Forefront Matters with Stef Fontela

How has Forefront supported me in ways that other churches haven't? Well, it's funny because I think the question should be more like, "How hasn't Forefront supported me? 

 This church has been a massive part of my life over the last 6 years, almost just as long as I've lived in New York City. Forefront has become my safe place to sit for an hour or two on Sundays to wrestle my stress and anxiety to peace. Forefront has become a group of people I call family who constantly help me and love me, even if it requires good ole Robbie Kleinberg and Don Torrance carrying boxes into my new apartment or Mira dropping off dinner to me when hypochondriac Stef proves herself correct. Forefront has become the ability to text message Jonathan and Jubi in the middle of the night because I'm convinced I've officially gone out of my mind this time and need someone to talk me back to center. Forefront has become the spiritual studio that's allows me to question, grow, and explore my faith in a way that I've never done before, making it stronger and more insightful than it's ever been.

You see, I grew up in the church and I loved it. But one day, when you’re 18-years-old and you’re staring at yourself in your dorm room mirror begging yourself not to be gay, you realize you’re about to lose church.

These are just a handful of ways that Forefront has supported me and other churches haven't. I know it seems like the run of the mill types of things that a church and its community would do to support their members but there's one thing I haven't really mentioned that plays a big role in this story. Forefront supports me—and when I say me, while yes, I mean me as Stef the 32-year-old, filipino girl from San Francisco who loves to cook and pretend to play the guitar, I also mean me as in Stef, the lesbian. You see, I grew up in the church and I loved it. But one day, when you're 18-years-old and you're staring at yourself in your dorm room mirror begging yourself not to be gay, you realize you're about to lose church.

 That's what happened to me. Other churches gave up on me. Other churches turned their backs on me. Other churches closed their doors on me and asked me to never come back. But Forefront, they let me be in a way that allowed me to reconcile, mend, heal, and start a journey meant to flourish. So yah, that's how Forefront has supported me in ways that other churches haven't. They let me exist and be a part of something I need...and that's church, love, and faith in God. - Stef Fontela


Good Friday with Forefront Brooklyn

Join us at 7pm EST tonight only on Facebook Live as we team up with Ben Grace and his project, The Calendar Years, to bring you a contemplative Good Friday worship experience. 

We've put together a service guide in pdf form to help you interact and follow along in worship tonight. Click the button below to download it. You can print it out or open a new window of your browser, and follow along on your screen. 

We invite you to turn the lights down low, light a candle if you can, and join us at 7pm for a few moments of contemplation before we begin. Share our video on your own page and invite your friends to join us. 

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What Is Passover?


Passing Over

In the Old Testament, Egypt enslaved the nation of Israel for 400 years.

God called to Moses from a burning bush and told him to say to Pharaoh, “Let my people go that they may worship me in the desert.”

Pharaoh refused, so God turned the Nile River into blood.

After the Nile, Pharaoh still refused to set the Hebrew slaves free, so God sent a second plague of frogs, followed by a plague of gnats, followed by a plague of lice, followed by a plague of flies, followed by a plague of livestock diseases, followed by a plague of boils, followed by a plague of hail, followed by a plague of locusts, followed by a plague of darkness.

Holy Moses! (pun intended) Why wouldn't Pharaoh give in? 

Finally, in a rage, Pharaoh told Moses that he would be put to death if he appeared before him again.

This brought the final plague, and it was the worst of them all.

After that ninth plague of darkness God told the Israelites to sacrifice a lamb. They were to paint the lamb’s blood on the entryways of their dwellings.

That night the Lord “passed over.” Every dwelling that was painted with the blood was protected. Any dwelling that was not marked suffered the tenth and final plague, the death of the firstborn son in the household.

This final judgment humbled Pharaoh and he finally let the Jews go free. 


The Historical Significance

About 1,500 years after Moses, Jesus ate His Last Supper with His disciples. It was Passover – the 15th day of Nissan. Jesus began the meal by serving unleavened matzah and a cup of wine. We do the same on Sundays during our worship, following the example of Jesus on that evening with his dearest friends.

After the remainder of the meal, Jesus left the Upper Room, was betrayed, arrested, tortured, and crucified.

In Moses’ day, the firstborn of Egypt died on Passover while the firstborn of Israel were protected. In Jesus' day, the firstborn of God died on Passover so that all would be protected.


Why We Celebrate Passover Today

Jesus drank from the Passover cup, then told His disciples, “I will not drink of this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it new with you in My Father’s kingdom.”

Passover points us not only to death, but to the arrival of a loving Kingdom.

The Apostle Paul explained this in similar language when he wrote, “As often as you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until He comes again.” (1 Corinthians 11:26).

Communion and Passover remind us of these truths. 


What Can You Do for Passover This Year?

Believers all over the world will celebrate the Last Supper as they have for thousands of years, at a gathering of friends and family called a "Seder Dinner."

If you are going to host a Passover Seder, you will need to provide Haggadahs for all the participants. The word Haggadah means “telling.” It is also the name of the book that Jews follow as they celebrate the liturgy of the evening. Seder means “order,” so it describes the order of the Passover meal.

We look forward to seeing you at our church-wide Passover Meal on Good Friday, April 14, at 7:30PM in our community space at the Forefront Offices. We will provide the food (and the Haggadahs).

An RSVP is required so that we can be sure to have enough food and a seat reserved for you. Entry to the meal is $10.00 and can be paid for by cash, check, or credit/debit card at the door.

You can RSVP on the event page by clicking on the button below. We look forward to joining you for a meal with meaning! All are invited.

See you there!


Our Stories Part Three: Kimberly Green

"Our Story" is just that, the telling of thoughts and actions that have shaped our daily lives.. Our Forefront community will share their stories in the form of poems, essays, actions, and perspectives. We hope that they inspire you to do the same. Share your story at www.facebook.com/forefrontbk.


What do we do now? 

When this question first started to creep into my mind—you know, back in November—I initially felt like I was surrounded by people who shared the sentiment. But then I noticed that not everyone felt the same way. Not only were some of my Facebook friends and family not asking that question, but they were also feeling pretty good about the current situation. It wasn’t “What do we do now?” It was “Ok, great! Let’s see what happens.”

While I was grappling with my own political beliefs and how to stand firm in my ideals, I was also realizing just how many people felt differently than I did. But the tricky part for me in all of this was that I’ve never been a political person. Growing up in Ohio, I was more interested in theater or writing or even my math and science classes than learning about politics and government. many people experienced confirmation bias on their social media accounts during and after the election, I had a different experience. I saw venting from my super-liberal Brooklyn friends right below celebrations from people who I knew growing up on Ohio. Calls of #notmypresident and links to Vox right next calls to give President Trump a chance and links to Fox News. As liberals called Trump voters racist and misogynistic, I couldn’t rationalize that with the Trump voters I had known and cared about for years. 

I studied journalism in college and even worked as a business journalist for a while, but I never even dipped a toe into covering politics. I thought I had moved on from that journalism life, but in the end, it was that background that helped me bring together all of the disparate reactions and thoughts I was having post-election.

In the end, I did what I always did: I talked to people. Specifically, I interviewed them about their political backgrounds and beliefs. And that turned into a short, new podcast series. Each episode of my podcast, called My Two Americas, features two short interviews with two people who have different political beliefs. It’s not a debate; it’s not an argument; it’s just a conversation about why people believe what they believe. I hope that it allows people’s voices to be heard and opens up channels of communication and understanding. This podcast has done much to impact my daily rhythms.

•    It’s been an exercise in patience and listening—and that’s something we can all do.
•    It’s been a chance to talk about my thoughts with people who agree with me and with those who don’t and that’s something we can all do.
•    It’s been an opportunity to take time to read and learn about political issues and policies—and that’s something we can all do.
•    It’s been a way to hear what others are doing and get ideas for how we can work together—and that’s something we can all do.

Throughout all of this work, my faith and church have played a major role. Not only in how they influence my political beliefs, but also in how they encourage me to be open to others, give people the benefit of the doubt, and work to bring peace to this world. As a member at Forefront Church in Brooklyn, I've relied a lot on my community as I tackled this project, both for support from friends and in guidance and wisdom from leaders. We've been talking a lot about how we, as a church, can stand for what’s just and generous in this world. One Sunday after the election, as I was trying to decide just how far I wanted to go with this podcast idea, our pastor Jonathan Williams spoke about how actions are the blessing. He encouraged us to step back from just sharing opinions and make that (sometimes uncomfortable) action. That is where the blessing will come. If it's something that scares you a little, then it's probably worth exploring. That kind of thinking, which encourages people to grow, was exactly what I needed to take this step and then some.

So the next time you find yourself asking, "What do we do now?" Or any of its variations: What can I do to make an impact? What should I be doing? Will it even matter? Just stop, step away from Facebook, take a breath, and look around you. Find someone who thinks differently than you and listen to them. Find someone you admire and listen to them. Find someone who is taking action and listen to them. And then you'll find what you can bring to the table—or the internet—too.


Our Stories Part Two: Jim Rohner

As Christians, I don’t think that we were called to a John Mayer kind of love.

Sorry – let me back up…

For those of you unfamiliar, John Mayer is a singer/songwriter who every college Caucasian male with a guitar aspired to be.  With his boy next door good looks, sultry pipes, and chops with the wood and wire, John Mayer seemingly wooed an entire generation of young females whilst singing about love. One song specifically, “Comfortable” (a personal favorite), affectionately paints the emotional mise-en-scene of a particular love using cathartically intimate language like “our love was, comfortable and / so broken in” and “I loved you / grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect.” He crafts a warm and welcoming picture of what interpersonal love can look like, but when it comes to applying it to the rest of the world, it doesn’t serve us much good.

I don’t mean to take romance down a peg; Lord knows that I’m a sucker for a song or movie that’ll make you cry (I’m talking those real ugly tears) and I admit that Mayer’s song cannot and should not be used to make a 1:1 correlation to the message of Christ.  But, we are living where the message of Christ’s love has been repurposed, reinterpreted, and reappropriated to fit into memes, mantras, and tweets. 

There’s a tendency to interpret the example of Christ through a lens that supports what we desire rather than to allow it to be the lens that refocuses our desire.” 

The love of Christ was not brought to earth to support or confirm what we wanted; it was meant to be a revolutionary force that would overthrow a social and political status quo that saw the powerful oppress and the powerless en route to a dramatically restructured paradigm in which the first would become the last and the last would become the first.

The love of Christ is not comfortable.

Now, I don’t mean to say that there is not peace, comfort, joy, and hope to be found in Christ’s love – that is just patently false. Seriously, Google Bible passages about any of the above superlatives and you’ll find double digit results. Go ahead. I’ll wait.

See? All those things and more can be found by believing in Christ and trying to follow his example of selfless giving and loving. But while all those things – peace, comfort, joy, hope – are readily found in following Christ, they are not the end goal; they are not what we should be striving for when we look to Christ as an example of how we should live our lives. Christ was sent here as an example of the love God has for us, but nowhere in the Bible were we told that Christ came to make us happy, that he wanted to make sure we were comfortable, or that we should maybe just take a break for a little bit if it seemed like this whole Christianity thing was interfering with our plans. 

Don’t believe me? Let’s ask the man himself:

“The second [commandment] is this: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these.” – Mark 12:30 – 31

“Then Jesus told his disciples, ‘If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.’” – Matthew 16:24 – 26

“Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.” – Matthew 10:34

Now, admittedly, none of these passages (with maybe the exception of the last one) explicitly preclude peace or happiness from occurring, but they do utilize some language that makes it pretty clear that what Jesus wants is neither easy nor comfortable. Treat someone the same way I demand to be treated? Deny my previous life to follow Christ? And what’s all this about a sword? Sure, none of us believe that Christ meant a literal sword, but he did mean to cause some damage – specifically, he wanted to tear down the safety net of self-love and negligence of others that we’ve built up around ourselves.

Here at Forefront, I’ve been exposed to other opinions, other preferences of worship, other live experiences, and other views of the world that I never knew existed before. It exposed me to the 100 Days of Action, to the dinners at Boystown, to food pantries, to volunteer opportunities, and to the true understanding that the commandment of “love your neighbor as yourself” carries the implication of “NO EXCEPTIONS”: that means the poor, the marginalized, the hated, the ones who’ve wrong us, the ones we’ve wronged, and even the ones who just don’t agree with us politically. Have I done something to upset you? You are commanded to love me, but if the shoe is on the other foot, I am commanded to love you just the same. 

That is not normal, but it is wonderful.
That is not comfortable, but it is life-changing.



Leadership Mentor at Forefront Manhattan

At Forefront, we love a good ole “Meet and Greet”-- the part of the service where you go say hello to someone you’ve never met and ask them an ice breaker question of some kind. What’s your favorite color? Which disney princess is your spirit animal? What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you in the last six months?

My go-to follow-up question is, “How long have you lived in New York?” I don’t know why I go there. Usually, you don’t learn much from the answer, and even worse, my own answer is complicated. Well, I lived here for five years, moved away, and have been back now for two. Or in short, I’ve lived here 5 of the last seven years.

I went to college here, built a life and a community. I had a job here. I had my family of friends, roommates, neighbors. And when I moved away, we did all of the common rituals-- a going away bash, re-allocation of my furniture, tearful hugs and goodbyes. I had no intention of moving back. This “season of life” was closed.

But I came back. When I did, it seemed that the City had not changed and yet I had. I was a new person with new ideas, new doubts, new faith. Somehow, this life that I had built was not the same. I was a stranger in my home, back to feeling overwhelmed by the city the way I did when I first moved here. The churches and friend groups that were once my support system now felt uncomfortable, not quite as safe as they once were.

Then, I found Forefront. Walking in the doors, I found people I didn’t know existed before. I watched Ryan and Travis welcome everyone with the same cheerfulness and care. I heard their sermons carefully critiquing the doctrines that so bothered me now. And I laughed at their self-deprecating humor.

It wasn’t easy at first. I was nervous. I do not like “Meet and Greets.” And I struggled to trust that this church wasn’t just like the others. Too often, churches seem safe only for the successful, for the clean-cut, for the rule followers. Forefront isn’t like that. Slowly but surely, it earned my trust.

For a long time, I thought “progressive Christianity” was just a watered down version of the Truth that I grew up with. But here I found that our interdenominational beliefs meant we were more rigorous in assessing Scripture, dissecting the bias we bring to the text from each of our traditions and open to doubting the way we’ve always been taught. We respect the teaching of historical Christianity while laying bare the weakness of its modern American expression.

For a long time, I thought “progressive Christianity” was just a watered down version of the Truth that I grew up with. But here I found that our interdenominational beliefs meant we were more rigorous in assessing Scripture...


At Forefront, our doors are open wide, and our hearts are listening to the cries of our neighbors. Our bond is not about identifying who is right and who is wrong. Instead, this community seeks to embody the greatest ideals of the Great Book-- justice, mercy and love.

And in this way, I have finally found a place where I can bring all that I am. I bring my scars and healing, my laughs and my cries, my best days and my most awkward. And I find that here, all of it is welcome.

Our Stories Part 1

"Our Story" is just that, the telling of thoughts and actions that have shaped our daily lives.. Our Forefront community will share their stories in the form of poems, essays, actions, and perspectives. We hope that they inspire you to do the same. Share your story at www.facebook.com/forefrontbk.


Megan McGibney


Hope is your survival
A captive path I lead
-    “I Will Find You” by Clannad

What is hope? Some may say hope is wishful thinking, while others may say it is some kind of optimism. I don’t think either definition fully grasps its meaning.

Hope is not simply a positive outlook in order to get through the day, or life for that matter. It is not a frivolous expectation, like crossing your fingers that the line at Starbucks is short or that a seat will be available on the crowded subway ride home. Hope is something more. It is something bigger and more inspiring than simple optimism.Hope sees all. It sees the trash, the pain and the bleakness. It sees the despair and anger, the hurt and fear. Hope recognizes that light is difficult to find.

What hope does next is what defines it. Hope rolls up it sleeves and starts digging. It forges ahead and digs long and hard no matter how tough the digging gets. Hope does this because it knows that somewhere there is light. Hope knows that there is much worth fighting and living for. This is the essence of hope. Hope sees all the angles and the possibilities no matter how dire and knows that beauty and light still exist. That is why hope is inspiring. It gives us the will to journey on. 

Let’s be honest, the world is a difficult place. Despair makes more sense. Negativity seems to be the logic of the day. And if we’re honest, pain and fear often laugh in the face of hope. We’re often overwhelmed by the current climate that we often settle on burying hope to let our pain and mourning take complete control. We can’t look at social media or the news without feeling the anxiety that comes with fleeting light and impending darkness.
This is why the hope of God matters. This is why the hope of Jesus Christ matters. 

God is hope just as God is love. After all, how many of us fallen short of being His children? How many of us roll our eyes at the idea of God’s ways? God should be the first to give up. But God continues God’s infinite redemption. God knows there is light in us somewhere beneath our darkness. God sees our strongest possibilities. The very essence of God is hope and that’s why God sends Jesus. Jesus walks with us in the midst of pain, oppression, hurt, hate, and death. Yet the resurrection still happens, signifying that hope wins the day. 

If God is Hope and believing in God means believing in God’s hope, Then what do we have to lose? The greatest gift of this Gospel is God’s continued hope in God’s creation even when it seems futile.  

Finally, if God sees hope everywhere and in everyone, then shouldn’t we? We can’t be Christians and be hopeless about the future. We can’t be Christians and not be loving toward our neighbor. We can’t be Christians without the hope that there is reconciliation for all of us, neighbors included. We can’t be Christians if there is no hope that the marginalized, oppressed, and broken will be set free.

To believe in Christianity is to believe in the hope set forth by God. Receive it, strange and unusual as it may feel. But hope is the way to go. The foundation of our entire faith is based on the hope set forth in Christ. If God can send God’s son to bring this hope then what other choice is there than to do the same? And yes, hope is not rose-colored glasses. It’s not optimism. But it makes all the difference. That's what Forefront has given me, hope. Join me today in hope.  




Beauty in the Broken



It seems like, from the very beginning, God made beauty out of broken things.



Just last night, I received this sage advice from a friend via text following a session of heart pouring in which I dumped all my anxieties of late into his lap. He responded graciously with a question: “Do you know where the word ‘Israel’ comes from?” I replied, “I should know this…but I don’t.” He then recounted, in text-bubble-summarization, the story of Jacob wrestling with the angel. In this story, Jacob is given a new name: Israel, “he who struggles with God.” My friend went on, “I always thought it was beautiful that Israel, the peoples who belong to God, are characterized by struggle. ‘You are mine because you struggle with me.’ It seems like, from the very beginning, God made beauty out of broken things.”


When I came to Forefront for the first time, in early 2014, I was broken. Don’t get me wrong. I’m still broken in many ways. We all are. However, the particular way I was broken at this point led me to be skeptical of churches and their intentions for me as an LGBTQ individual. I had long since come to peace with my orientation and its place in my religious walk, but I had struggled to find a church which felt the same way. Because of this, I had given up church altogether for the greater part of eight years. I walked into Irving Plaza with a lump in my throat and a knot in my stomach because I didn’t want to end up in another building with another group of well-meaning people who “loved” me but didn’t “love my sin.” I quickly found out that I couldn’t be more wrong in this assumption when I was invited to pre-Pride church service at Forefront with a handful of members from Grafted NYC, an LGBTQ-Christian non-profit, in which I am now a leader. In this way, the members and leaders of Forefront loved me in my brokenness by fostering a community where I could flourish as a gay Christian.


Fast-forward to February 2015: I sat numb on the tarmac of John F. Kennedy International Airport, awaiting a flight home to visit my mother in the hospital. She had been struck by a pulmonary embolism the night before and was on life support in Charlotte, North Carolina. I posted a half-hearted ask for prayers and good thoughts on Facebook as the rear wheels of the plane left the ground. Upon landing, my phone buzzed for what felt like five straight minutes with messages of condolence, support, and encouragement. One of those was a voicemail from Ryan Phipps, the Lead Pastor at Forefront Manhattan. In denial, I spent the rest of the afternoon convincing myself that my mother would be fine. By 9 PM that night, she was gone. My closest family member and my biggest supporter, vanished in mere moments. There is no doubt in my mind that this is, was, and will be the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. Even still, the light at the end of this long dark tunnel came in the form of overflowing support and love from many people, including the staff and members of Forefront. It continues even to this day when grief appears from the wings to haunt me again. My heart was broken and the members and staff at Forefront have consistently helped me put it back together.


Some time after the loss of my mother, I also endured another loss: my job. A company I had worked with for almost two years decided to let me go due, in part, to my outlook and experience with the grief, loss, and the way it had changed my personality. Long story short: I wasn’t happy anymore and the clientele could tell. I followed the usual procedure and filed for unemployment as I faced the beast that is “being jobless in New York City.” My bank account got smaller and my fear got bigger. I exhausted every resource while looking for a new job and nothing was sticking. Feeling broken, yet again, I reached out to the church in hopes that someone had a lead on a job I could secure quickly. I got several leads on jobs. I also got grocery money, resumé help, financial help, and rent money from members of the church and staff who went above and beyond to help me when I was broken, lost, and in need. Sometimes, helping mend brokenness comes in the form of practical, material needs and I am forever indebted to those members of Forefront who helped me get through this time. I know they would help me again if things ever took a turn for the worse. 


When we are broken and lost, we spend a lot of time asking God questions: “When will I find a job?” “Why did he break up with me?” “Will I ever truly love myself for who I am and who You see me to be?” “Why are my dreams not coming true?” In the asking, we often search too hard and too long for the answers. Around 1:30 AM, during this conversation with my friend, he sent me a quote from Rainer M. Rilke, author of Letters to a Young Poet:


“I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear sir, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a foreign tongue. Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given you, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”


This, to me, is the essence of the way Forefront loves people. They care for you through the questions in order to celebrate with you when the answers are found. They are there for you on mountain peaks and in deep, dark valleys. When you are broken and when you are whole, they love you. They embrace the name, “Israel” because they know the lesson comes from the struggle. They see the beauty in brokenness.


After all, the only way to get to the other side of a valley is to go through it.


And they’ll be with you all the way.



White Jesus (and Other Revisionist Histories)


White Jesus

A colleague of mine told me a funny story once about his early days as a young assistant pastor. He was working at a large, influential megachurch in suburban Indiana at the time.

Each year during the Advent season, the church would set up a giant manger scene out near the entryway to the property so that passers by would be reminded of what Christmas is all about. There in the manger, nestled in the hay, my friend noticed something far too common in the suburban midwest. The baby Jesus figurine was white, blonde-haired, and blue-eyed.

Later that evening, in jest (or rather, protest) my friend snuck out to the manger scene and swapped out the white baby Jesus with a black one.

The next day he was called in before the Elder Board and nearly lost his job.

I mean, after all, his actions were anathema, right? Everybody knows that Jesus was a caucasian, blonde-haired, blue-eyed baby boy who exited the womb wearing a GAP onesie and a tossel cap from Urban Outfitters!

Sadly, this is untrue, though accepted as the norm in the minds of many North Americans.


Revisionist History

It’s unfortunate that people of faith often fail to pause and examine our assumptions.

What assumptions, you ask?

  • that God is male
  • that God is an elderly white guy with grey hair and a long beard looking down sternly on the earth from some celestial location
  • that Jesus was a handsome, white carpenter who would have looked good in a Home Depot Ad demo-ing a Black and Decker table saw.

None of these assumptions are backed up by scripture.

In fact, scripture says the opposite.

  • God is not a man. (Numbers 23:19)
  • Yes, Jesus’ Father Joseph was a carpenter (Matthew 13:55) but that doesn’t mean that Jesus was.
  • Jesus wasn’t handsome. In fact, scripture says that “He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.” (Isaiah 53:2)
  • And finally, Jesus wasn’t white. He was a Middle Eastern Jew.

Here’s what that looks like.


Scrutiny And Open-Mindedness

So when we think of God or Jesus, why do all the wrong images surface in our minds?

It’s because we have been taught revisionist history by those who were taught revisionist history, by those who were taught revisionist history by those who were taught revisionist history (ad infinitum). It matters not whether the teaching was done by well meaning people. If it’s not true, it’s not true.

If our current religious and political climates teach us anything, it’s that we need to do less swallowing and more studying. When we hear political or religious leaders telling us who and what God is, our response should be to go back to the scriptures and history to see if these things are so. We ought to be a people who examine everything that we hear.

The people of Berea were commended for this in the bible.

“The people of Berea were more open-minded than those in Thessalonica, and they listened eagerly to Paul’s message. They searched the Scriptures day after day to see if Paul and Silas were teaching the truth.” (Acts 17:11)

The scripture calls this way of listening and reasoning, “open-mindedness.”

That’s so different from the world we live in now, where scrutiny, questions, and doubts about the “truth” coming from the mouths of our teachers gets labeled as closed-minded resistance.

We all have our assumptions. That’s an unavoidable bi-product of being human. But are we willing to examine (and reexamine) those assumptions?

If we aren’t, it may be that we don’t have assumptions at all. On the contrary, our assumptions may have us.





The church is more than an event that happens on Sunday. It is a beautiful collection of people with stories of how God is changing them, and inspiring them to change the world. We are consistently humbled and encouraged by how Forefront is making its mark on the hearts and imaginations of people all over New York City. We have asked a few members of our community to tell us the story of how Forefront has left its imprint on their lives. This week Susie Turgeon writes about how Forefront became her church family, and why it was worth the wait. 

The best things in life are worth waiting for.

We’ve all heard that or some variation of it in our lives. It’s usually said in hindsight - after you know the outcome of a period of waiting. It’s a positive message, but what it doesn’t convey is the sheer frustration that can come from an extended period of waiting.

In April of 2014, I found myself as a new resident of New York City. Starting over in a new city wasn’t exactly new to me – this was my third out of state move in less than five years. By this time, I even had my new city routine down. Find an apartment, decorate and make it home, find the places that would become my “regular” spots, and find a church to get plugged in to. The last one was something that had come surprisingly easy to me with my two previous moves. It was also something that did not come easy to me in New York.

I started strong – I found a church in my neighborhood that I liked and jumped in feet first. I dutifully attended every Sunday and made several attempts to get connected with small groups and community groups. For various reasons, all of those attempts fizzled out. I made a few friends (which I was so thankful for), but it was a far cry from the community I craved. But I continued pursuing ways to get involved, and when I finally accepted that it wasn’t working at this particular church, I went in search of others. This led to months of further frustration. Going to a new church alone is tough, and it’s easy to go unnoticed. I started to feel like I was just spinning my wheels and got tired of trying so hard. I loved my life in New York, but I also knew I was missing community and too emotionally exhausted to keep looking for it.

After I’d been in the city almost a year, all of that changed. While catching up with a visiting friend, I ended up airing my frustrations about finding a church out on him. He’d heard of Forefront through one of his New York friends, so he connected me with her. A few weeks later I walked into the Gramercy Theater for the first time, and an hour and a half later I knew I’d found my church. I was greeted with a warm welcome, I loved the worship, and Ryan’s message was so impactful that it stayed with me for weeks. I came back week after week continued to be welcomed with open arms. I was noticed. I had found my community. In doing so, I’d also found a church that I was proud to be a part of. One that recognizes talented women and encourages them to be strong leaders. One that loves and affirms my LGBTQ friends and family. One that is more concerned with asking good questions and having healthy dialogues than having to have the right answers. One that celebrates the differences in all of us because we all matter to God. One that challenges me not just to be a better Christian, but to be a better person.

A year and a half later, I am still proud to be a part of this church community and am now part of the leadership community. As a leader, one of my biggest hopes is that everyone who walks into Forefront’s doors for the first time is welcomed with the same warmth and love that I experienced. This community is something special, and something this special needs to be shared.

During this time of year when everyone tends to look back and reflect on what they’re grateful for, I’m reflecting on how Forefront has become one of the best things in my life. And yes, it was worth waiting for.



Prepare For Justice

Last week as I walked through the Union Square subway station I saw the walls filled with post-it notes of encouraging messages left by our fellow New Yorkers. Seeing public displays of art like this reminds me of the reasons why I love this city. Whether it's in the face of terrorism, police shootings, hurricanes, or blizzards, New Yorkers know how to come together to promote justice and heal our neighbors like nowhere else.

We did our own wall of post-its at Forefront Brooklyn on the Sunday after the election. Jonathan asked us to write down what was holding us back right now and the vast majority of people wrote down words about fear. No matter who you voted for in this election, the fear and uncertainty you may have right now is a very real thing. It's incredibly important that we all remember to take care of ourselves when anxiety and emotions like this run high. This is the time to do something you love, to eat well, and care for your body. This is the time to allow yourself space to heal so that you'll be ready to stand for others when you are called.

As Christ followers we are called to stand for what’s just and generous in this world. We are called to stand for love of our enemies, for the lowly and the oppressed, to give voice to the voiceless, and bring light wherever there is fear.

hile post-it notes and Facebook posts can be a good outlet for healing, for sharing your feelings, and promoting love, the real work for justice starts right here in our local communities. I've been so encouraged by the leaders in our church who've already begun to find outlets for their feelings and beliefs through stepping into action and engaging in generous conversations in their local communities.

We're about to head into the season of Advent, a time to help usher peace into the world. As Christ followers we are called to stand for love of our enemies, for the lowly and the oppressed, to give voice to the voiceless, and to bring light wherever there is fear. Click the button below to find a list of resources for civic engagement at the local level. Keep reading for a list of resources we're gathering from people in our community who are connected to groups and ideas that encourage us all to get educated and to channel our feelings into grace-filled action.

So take care of yourself, yes, and then take action to usher in the reality you wish to see in the world. Do the work to learn more about people who have different views than you by reading books and listening to podcasts. Learn practical steps to engage in loving conversation with family and friends this holiday season. Join a small group and attend neighborhood meetings together to stand for the rights of all your neighbors. Our God can do infinite and unimaginable things, but only when we partner together.


Recommended Reading & Listening:

NPR put out an article suggesting we help bridge the political divide by reading a book that's "not for you." We love that idea. Here are just a few titles our staff is reading. We encourage you to pick up a book or listen to a podcast written by someone who believes differently than you and to learn more about the intersection between politics, the economy, racial justice, and faith in America.

Hillbilly Elegy by J.D. Vance

The American Bible by Stephen Prothero

The Civil War as a Theological Crisis By Mark A. Noll

This American Life podcast episodes 600, 601, and 602

Revisionist History podcast episode 9 - A Generous Orthodoxy



Ashley Putnam, a leader in our Brooklyn community who also works for the Mayor's office, is co-starting a group called "Ally Be Home for Christmas." Join them for a meeting in person or check out the many excellent resources they're sharing in their Facebook group, like this one.

Our friend, Rev. Dr. Jacqui Lewis put together a simple four question tool to help you start care-frontational conversation at the holiday table.  

Another friend, the Rev. Jes Kast, posted this article just before the election on talking faith and politics with family. Follow her on social media as she continues to write on this topic.

Check out our Six Words series (especially parts 4, 5 & 6) for sermons on why we believe in building just and generous conversations across the divide. 


self-care resources:

"4 Self-Care Resources for Days When the World is Terrible" by Miriam Zoila Perez

"How to Cope with Post-Election Stress" by Julie Beck

"Self-Care Tips for Those Who Are Terrified of Trump’s Presidency" by Karen Attiah

Simply This

In the morning when I rise,
in the morning when I rise,
in the morning when I rise,
give me Jesus.

Made famous by Jeremy Camp circa 2006, Give Me Jesus was actually birthed in the fields of plantations, becoming a common spiritual hymn sung at camp meetings and church services during the mid to late 1800s.


The effortlessness behind the lyrics enables an individual to truly mediate on its meaning, which is simply Jesus.


Often times when dealing with religion, we use big words and engage in long monologues to get our ideas across. We often add complexities in our lives to justify our beliefs, pacify our anxieties, or prove ourselves right. Some intricacies that come to mind are denomination, sanctification, dispensationalism, and fundamentalism. While doctrine has its place and time, when I think on the old spirituals I can’t help but think, “They didn’t have all this fussiness.” For them, it was just about Jesus.


1 Corinthians 13:1 begins, “If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong…” This is in a letter to the saints that earlier in the text states, “knowledge puffs up what love has built.” Jesus even kept it as simple as, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and… Love your neighbor as yourself.”


I’m certainly not of the viewpoint that Jesus was some unlearned man. He knew the scriptures and the politics of the time, but he chose straightforward, uncomplicated language that connected to his audience is a very tangible, relevant way. “I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit...”


So why do I spin my wheels trying to come up with my own solution to every matter when indeed the answer is simple?

With my relationships, give me Jesus.
With my finances, give me Jesus.
With my loneliness, give me Jesus.
With my fears, give me Jesus.
With my politics, give me Jesus.
With my hope, give me Jesus.

After the Election

America is divided. It does not matter for who we voted. The bottom line is that this election has done great damage to our country.

 To say that it will be "okay" is white male thing to say. I am not Muslim, black, a refugee, an immigrant, or a woman. To say that "we'll be okay" is a sign of white privilege. 

We teach our kids to be kind, selfless, and egalitarian. We teach our kids to eschew racism and to stop bullying, and for what? It seems that on either side of this election, the values we teach have gone out the window.

This country is divided. There is much to fix.

But all is not lost. There is much to fix but there will be healing. 

And this is Forefront's greatest calling. Our church has been put here for a time such as this. We as a staff have been put here for such a time as this. Our community is here for such a time as this. It's now on us to take courage and fulfill our calling.

We will continue to uphold and fight for our Muslim brothers and sisters. For they are children of God just like us.

We believe that every life matters. Black lives matter. The lives of anyone who has ever dealt with oppression matters. We have the privilege of loving our neighbor in ways that bring great peace and healing. 

We will continue to fight for immigrants and for refugees. Jesus said that they, not us, are the ones who are blessed.

We will continue to teach our children to be kind, selfless, and egalitarian. We will continue to preach the eradication of racism and bullying. For these are the values of Jesus Christ.

We are a church dedicated to bringing a just and generous expression of the Christian faith into our world, and that doesn't stop. It means that we usher in justice and generosity whenever and wherever we can. It's starts today, and it starts with each and every one of us.

Yes, things have changed, but all is not lost. There is hope in the radical, just, and generous love of Jesus. 

Today, no matter what side of the political spectrum you are on, I invite you to join us as we live out our calling to cultivate a just and generous expression of our Christian faith. 

Thanks for joining us on the journey. 

Civic Engagement - Part 2

By Kelsey Poole, Brooklyn Community Member

(This post is part 2 in a series on Civic Engagement written from the perspective of leaders within our community. Click here to see part 1.) 

Being raised Catholic meant I followed a rigid set of rules around Jesus and prayer. It also meant I spent years serving within my church community. There were a variety of ways to serve the church such as volunteering at the CYO basketball concession stand, washing cars at a fundraiser, or serving in Sunday mass. Still, despite the fact I was always surrounded by my religious community, I often left feeling alone and isolated.  

Overall I would sum up my Catholic upbringing as hollow. Despite that fact, I managed to hold onto my faith and sense of civic responsibility as I transitioned to college. College was a period of civic enlightenment for me. I started attending my first non-denominational church and volunteered my time at community-based events. My time at college shed light as to why I felt a void in serving the Catholic Church. It finally became clear to me that my church had been inwardly focused, investing in the spiritual lives of its congregation, but never asking the congregation to step outside of its own community.

The political scientist, Robert Putnam, helped me put into context the importance of community focused religious groups. In his book, Bowling Alone, Putnam outlines the trends between religion and civic engagement in post World War II America.  

Putnam highlights the deep rooted connection between religious communities and philanthropy, explaining that “faith communities in which people worship together are arguably the single most important repository of social capital in America.”

He goes on to say “Churchgoers provide an important incubator for civic skills, civic norms, community interests, and civic recruitment. Religiously active men and women learn to give speeches, run meetings, manage disagreements, and bear administrative responsibility…In part of these reasons, churchgoers are substantially more likely to be involved in secular organizations, to vote, and to practice politically in other ways, and to have deeper informal social connections.”

Churchgoers provide an important incubator for civic skills, civic norms, community interests, and civic recruitment.

However, as you dive into 20th century trends, you can start see a shift. Over the past five decades people have either left religion altogether or have become more "privatized" and focused more on their individual spiritual experience. This shift towards individualism leaves a void not only in our churches but in the communities where we live. Summing up his points, Putnam writes: “Unless religious impulses find home in more than individual heart and soul, they will have few long-lasting public consequences.

Jesus recognizes the multigenerational desire to be seen as an individual. He sees us as many members in one body. This message is echoed at Forefront when we are called to be the hands and feet of Christ and to live out a just and generous expression of our faith. As Christians we are all called together, as individuals, to support our spirituality and each other through community, and to extend this call into our neighborhoods, our city, and our world. 

So where do we begin?

Use your church as your foundation -

Fortunately, we are already part of a spiritual community that is living out just and generous expression of the Christian faith. Forefront offers a variety of ways to serve within our community and our city.

  • Forefront sermons, small groups, guilds, and Midrash NYC podcast, are all great resources for developing a faith that's focused on getting involved in your community.

  • Forefront partners with a number of local and international organizations, you can check them out here.

  • Forefront does an amazing job of branching out into the community by participating in local events like Atlantic Antic and town halls on gun policy. Check out the calendar for more events.

Now use this experience to serve in your neighborhood...

Serving within Forefront helped me recognize the unique gifts God gave me. The more time I invest in my community the better I understand my gifts and the gifts my neighbors have to offer. Now I know that God calls me to serve to share my love of collaborating and creating with people. Embracing my individuality helped engender the strong relationship I have with Christianity today, and my faith motivates me to be a person who openly fights for social justice and serves within my neighborhood and city. 

Be Creative - 

Remember, you don’t have to be the “Leslie Knope pro-government service leader” type to get involved! There are endless opportunities to serve when you start embracing civic engagement as a way to simply engage with people. Joining an intramural sports league, inviting your neighbor to grab a drink at a local bar, hosting a bike tour around your neighborhood, or performing with your band at a community soup kitchen are all impactful forms of civic engagement. Be creative. How can you offer up your unique gifts and talents in service to others?

Serve, Post, Repeat -

We’ve all witnessed how social media can influence a national conversation around one issue. You too can use social media as a tool to create awareness around issues pressing your local neighborhood. Share your civic experiences online with photos and links to help get your network educated and involved. It matters more than you might think.

Vote. Vote. Vote! -

This one is directed at my generation. As often as Millennials voice their opinions online, they fail at voicing their opinions in the voting booth. The easiest way to get your message across is to VOTE! 46% of registered millennial voters turned out for the 2012 election and only 19.9% showed up at the polls during the 2014 midterm elections. If you are not registered to vote, it’s too late to register to vote in the 2016 presidential election. But there are important local, city, and statewide elections coming up next year that need your vote (like the race for NYC mayor) so register to vote here! Read up on national and local elections and #ROCKTHEVOTE.

"Hineni" - Here I Am - Mindfulness Exercises

On Sunday in Brooklyn we started our Six Words series by learning about the Hebrew word "Hineni" which means "Here I am." Moses used this word in response to God calling to him from within a burning bush in Exodus 3. You'll be able to hear the full sermon here.

Theresa Elwell, a leader in our community who has developed a practice of meditation and prayer for herself over the past year, led the whole community in a mindfulness exercise before reading the scripture on Sunday. Then during communion people were invited to take home a marble to use as a grounding object in their prayer life this week. 

Below are two exercises to help you practice prayer and mindfulness this week. Use them throughout your day to calm your anxiety, to center yourself, and say "hineni" - Here I am, Lord.

Exercise #1 - Grounding in the Present Moment                                          

(This exercise is adapted from the book Sacred Wounds by Teresa B. Pasquale, p. 30-31)

1. Wherever you are, become aware of your surroundings. Where are you sitting or standing in this moment?

2. Begin to notice your breath. Engage in the practice of intentional breathing, even if this just means breathing in your nose and out of your mouth.  

3. Begin to feel your surroundings. Touch whatever is closest to you - this might be a marble or the case of your cellphone, the object nearest to you, even the fabric of your clothes.

4. Notice the texture and dimensions of this object you are holding or touvhing, as you continue to intentionally breathe through this moment of stress. Is the object you're holding jagged or smooth, rough or textured? Notice how it feels. Pay attention to the dimensions of it.

5. You will have memories, thoughts, and feelings flutter through your mind. You will have ideas, worries, or concerns begin to crowd your brain and tense your body. This will happen. This is part of the human struggle. Your goal is to 1) not attach to any one thought, feeling, or sensation, 2) return to breath as a way to ground in the moment, and 3) return back to the object you are using as your point of grounding. 

6. Feel the breath moving through your lungs and then begin to ground your whole body in the present moment. 

7. Continue to breathe and ground with your object of choice. Be present with how it feels to sit; stand, and be wherever you are in this moment. Feel your feet on the ground, your body in the seat (if you are seated), and the object grounding you.

8. Distractions will always come, and the intention of this practice is to return to your breath and ground yourself in the present moment whenever you are feeling carried away by the chaos of your mind, life, and body. Allow yourself these moments of peace and when you are ready, begin to gently chant to yourself praying "Here I am, Lord." Repeat this phrase over and over in your mind or aloud as you ground yourself in the present moment with your God.

Exercise #2 - Centering with Scripture

Before you begin, choose a passage of scripture to read at the end of this practice. 

Begin by simply noticing how you are sitting. Place your feet flat on the floor, hands on your lap, palms up. Slowly close your eyes and begin to notice your breath. The inhale, filling the lungs, the exhale, letting go. Breathe in deeply, and as you breathe out, let go of any thoughts or worries that you might be holding onto. Take another one, breathing in your day, your week and then exhale, letting it all go.

Feel the ground beneath your feet and the chair underneath you, supporting you. Notice the places on your body that are making contact with these supports. Allow your skin, muscles and bones to soften and relax into these grounding surfaces. Release any tension in your shoulders. Feel the spine long and at ease. Allow the head to be gently supported by the neck.

Open your senses. Take another deep breath in, noticing the smell and air passing through the nose and into the body. Turn your hands over and rub them on the tops of your legs. Feel the fabric of your clothes and the heat of your hands on your lap. Soften the eyes. Release the jaw.

Notice any sensation you may be having inside the body - tingling in the hands or feet, heart beating in the chest, the energy buzzing inside the body. Whatever is there, be present with it. Now widen your attention so you can feel the whole body present in the room with others. Allow your ears to open, letting sounds and words wash through you. Awake, alive and open to God’s word in this moment.

When you are ready, slowly open your eyes and say..."Here I am, Lord" then begin to read your Bible passage. Read it twice through slowly. Allow yourself time to notice the words and thoughts that stick out to you but don't overanalyze them. Simply let them resonate through you. When you are finished, lift up your thoughts in prayer to God. 

Reflections on FCQ 2015

Some evening last fall, I sat in a room with fifty or so people to listen to Nikki Lerner speak on multiculturalism in America.  Nikki Lerner spoke out about her struggles growing up feeling the pressure to adapt to the dominant culture in order to succeed.   There was pressure to wear her hair a certain way, behave a certain way and speak a certain way so that she could fit into dominant culture and in order to avoid being stereotyped by her “other-ness” or “difference.”

She explained that this wasn’t a true celebration of diversity and challenged us to meet people who were different from us where they were instead of expecting them to assimilate.  She encouraged us to get to know the sub-cultures that lived within our neighborhoods – really get to know them.  Not to just tolerate them, but have conversations and understand how they did life differently. She challenged us to speak their language, learn about their traditions and partake in it.  That was a true act of celebration. 

 I made it my mission to really get to know my neighbors. I knew they were Caribbean, had lived in Brooklyn for over 50 years, and for at least two generations.  I made it my mission to be a part of a sub-culture in my neighborhood and joined a Capoeira group where I had to learn to speak (and sing!) in Portuguese and play a Brazilian percussion instrument to participate.  I took myself out of my comfort zone of the dominant culture to learn about, participate and celebrate groups of people who were different from myself.

But it wasn’t enough anymore.  Simply getting along wasn’t making enough of a difference.  Sure, it broke down some personal stereotypes that I had held about certain people but was it a true demonstration of God’s love?

Lisa Sharon Harper, in her book “The Very Good Gospel” takes it a step further by saying we are called to see the image of God in one another. 

We are created to love one another and to steward in caring for this earth together. 

That is our purpose. 

I was challenged even further because up until this point, I thought I was doing my part in loving my neighbors, especially those who were different from me.  But were they all that different?  They were all people of color, all around my age, and all in the same socio-economic bracket.  Even in stepping out of my comfort zone, I was still comfortable. In sitting in comfort, I wasn’t being exposed to some prevailing issues that were at hand within other communities.  I wasn’t hearing the stories of the poor, the exploited, or the criminalized.  Those were the people groups who were difficult to be around and those were the difficult and uncomfortable stories to hear.  Those were the people groups who have been trapped in systematic oppression and it’s just too uncomfortable to hear about the reality of that.

Society, and the Church, tells us there are broken people who are far from God.  There are people who need to find God and will then find freedom and flourish.  Church tells us that they have separated from God and that our role is to help them find God.

Lisa Sharon Harper challenges us as the Church to do more than pray for these people:

“God wants to use faith-filled people to bless all of society, to feed the hungry, to house the homeless, to father the fatherless, to bless the prisoner, and to bless whole nations.”

As the Church, and as society as a whole, we aren’t doing that.  We are accusing people of taking advantage of the public housing system, we are calling single mothers irresponsible for living off the welfare system, we are calling for the killing of certain criminals….We are condemning an entire nation in the midst of civil war…  These are not demonstrations of love or honor of the image of God within all people, of all circumstances, of all nations.

Lisa Sharon Harper reminds us that the ministry of Jesus centered around loving the least of these:

“…unless we are actively loving the one with the least access to food and water, the least access to health care, the least access to good housing and education, the least access to justice within the justice system, the least access to a welcome in the immigration system – unless we are actively loving the least-deserving among these, then we are not loving Jesus.” 

This is what the ministry of Jesus was about. Actively loving one another in this manner is what we were created to do and it is these actions that bring heaven here on earth.

We have the honor of Lisa Sharon Harper’s presence as one of our speakers this fall as part of Faith, Culture and Questions.  Let’s get our tickets and get uncomfortable. 

FCQ 2016: Brian McLaren

Show of hands: How many of us are ready to leave Christianity?

Let me clarify: How many of us are ready to throw in the towel on the religion that raised us? How many of us are ready to give up the beliefs, actions, ideologies, and rhetoric that once seemed so constant, certain, and true?

If you raised your hand then you’re not alone. 

In 2001 I was ready to quit Christianity too. I was done with “inside the box” thinking, which was the only way I could articulate it at the time. I didn’t know what I wanted. I just knew that I didn’t like the judgment of others. I didn’t like the defense of Biblical orthodoxies over actually loving people. I didn’t like the fact that my plain reading of scripture created a belief that God actually wants some people to feel oppression and marginalization. I didn’t like the people who called themselves Christians. It seemed that Christianity was simply a way to get to heaven and to stay out of the torment of hell. I didn’t like the fact that Christians constantly talked about the freedom of Christ and the good news of the Gospel, and yet I didn’t feel like it was good news at all. I certainly didn’t feel like I had freedom.

So there I was in my rented room, which was actually a converted attic, and I sat on my mattress and called my parents. 

“I don’t think I’m a Christian anymore.” 

My parents laughed their all-knowing laugh. My father responded, “You’re a Christian. You just don’t know it yet. I just read a book by this guy named Brian McLaren. It’s called A New Kind Of Christian. I’ll send it to you.” I waited a couple of days for the book. I wasn’t at all excited to read it. Christianity had nothing for me. 

The book showed up. I walked from the mailbox back up the three flights of stairs to my attic. I opened the book and oddly enough, my life began to change. 

The honesty!

You might tell me that you have been engaging in some deep questioning and theological rethinking. You can no longer live with the faith you inherited from your parents or constructed earlier in your life. As you sort through your dogma and doctrine, you’ve found yourself praying less, less thrilled about worship, scripture, or church attendance. You’ve been so focused on sorting and purging your theological theories that you’ve lost track of the spiritual practices that sustain an actual relationship with God. You may even wonder if such a thing is possible for someone like you.

There were thoughts like this one:

Imagine if organized religion organized billions of people and trillions of dollars to tackle the challenges that our economic and political systems are afraid or unwilling to tackle—a planet ravaged by unsustainable human behavior and an out-of-control consumptive economy, the growing gap between the rich minority and the poor majority, and the proliferation of weapons of all kinds—including weapons of mass destruction. “Wow,” people frequently say when I propose these possibilities. “If they did that, I might become religious again.”

This is what matters to me! 

Aliveness, he will teach, is a gift available to all by God’s grace. It flows not from taking, but giving, not from fear but from faith, not from conflict but from reconciliation, not from domination but from service. It isn’t found in the upper trappings of religion -rules and rituals, controversies and scruples, temples and traditions. No, it springs up from our innermost being like a fountain of living water. It intoxicates us lie the best wine ever and so turns life from disappointment into a banquet.

My faith was restored. This is what I was looking for. I was on a new journey, a new path, new way of looking at Jesus, and yes, A New Kind of Christianity. It was there in the attic that I decided that I didn’t need to throw away my Christianity. I needed to redefine what it meant for me to be a Christ follower. My father was right. I was a Christian. It just took me a while to figure it out. 

And now, 15 years later, our church is on a journey to reimagine what it looks like to be a follower of Jesus. 

Frankly, there would be no Forefront without Brian McLaren. His writings are what moved me to read scripture with new eyes. It’s what led me to see Jesus in a new light. Brian McLaren’s encouragement is what led our church to embrace inclusivity and the never ending love of Jesus Christ. Brian McLaren has influenced our church profoundly.

It is my absolute honor to host Brian McLaren for our 2016 Faith, Culture, Questions series. I look forward to hearing his thoughts on the future of Christianity and the truly good news of the Gospel. I look forward to being challenged as to how our church can preach the true freedom that comes through the Gospel.

 I hope that your lives are as profoundly influenced by Brian McLaren as mine was sitting in my converted attic 15 years ago. 

Brian McLaren will be speaking during services at our Manhattan location, The Gramercy Theatre, on Sunday, November 6. Reserve your free tickets here. Brian's new book out this fall is The Great Spiritual Migration.

Civic Engagement - Part 1

by Jonathan Judge, Forefront Brooklyn Community Member

Growing up in Brooklyn, I had a difficult time finding a summer job. I wanted to get involved in something real, something meaningful. The only problem was that no one wanted to deal with a teenager when there were plenty of adults in need of jobs.

That’s when my father suggested I contact the District Manager of Brooklyn Community Board 14. I went to look this community board up online to see if they could be a reliable lead for finding something to do that summer, but no website. How could they not have a website!? It was 2003! I had been programming applications and building websites since I was 9, so I thought if I offered to build them a website for free, how could they say no to that?

I've been involved with Brooklyn Community Board 14 ever since. I've moved from volunteer to intern to Community Coordinator on staff and now volunteer Board Member, where I currently serve as co-chair of the Youth Services Committee, which plans CB14’s annual Youth Conference for teens seeking jobs, internships, and other after-school activities and opportunities.

There’s one thing I’ve learned for sure working with CB14: there's a severe lack of participation in civic and political life by Brooklyn's younger, and especially newer, residents. And yet, most of the positive change I've seen come out of civic activism was initiated by passionate people incorporating new perspectives and energy in cooperation with experienced, tried-and-true civic activist veterans. It’s how things really get done.

...there’s a severe lack of participation in civic and political life by Brooklyn’s younger, and especially newer, residents.

If you want to start making a difference, it must start at the local level and it starts at meetings. Attending meetings of community boards and their committees creates ownership, accountability, and lasting change.

How do we start? Take the courageous first step and simply show up. Check out the link to resources at the end of this blog post to find a meeting in your community and consider the following advice...


Step 1: Listen and learn

While attending a local meeting you'd be wise to listen carefully to what is being said, paying attention to who's in charge, who gets to speak and who nods approvingly or disapprovingly on any given matter. Find out who works for whom, and who represents whom. Listen to public comment or open floor announcements, where many other organizations' representatives announce events or opportunities for people to get involved. By listening to these people at meetings, you'll start getting a sense of what's going on in your community, what the hot issues are, and the people addressing the issues. Choose a meeting to attend and be consistent. Then, at some point over time, awareness of the goings-on in your neighborhood will suddenly transform into a palpable consciousness of the inner workings of what makes your community tick. At this point, it's a good idea to start speaking up and find an opportunity to get involved…


Step 2: Speak up and get involved

Our city and the quality of life Jesus calls us to depends on many perspectives and interests being actively represented in the affairs of our communities. After you've gotten a preliminary sense of what's going on locally, start looking for meaningful opportunities to get involved. Many organizations have committees where community residents can join, even if you're not a member. Becoming a member of an organization whose vision and mission align with your interests and your faith is the best way to invest and to find even more opportunities to make a difference.


Step 3: Take charge and do something

The advantage to speaking up and getting involved is making something personally meaningful and satisfying to you happen with others who share your vision and passion. Whether it's cleaning up a park or organizing residents to petition someone to do something, get your hands dirty and make something happen that you initiated. Maybe even assume a leadership role in the organization, a committee chair or an officer-level position, and perhaps really make the organization do something amazing. Why not?

If you start getting involved, knowing what you would like to see changed in your community, and finding a good group of people who share your vision, dedication, and passion for improving your community, then good fruit will come from it, and I truly believe the sky's the limit as to what we can make happen together.


Forefront now hosts a webpage of civic engagement resources to help you take the first step in learning more about the various meetings offered in NYC. Click the button below to learn how you can get involved in your local community.

That is Not My Jesus

Skittles, bullets, and Snapchat 

I’ve been spending far too much time on Facebook this week. It’s sucking my soul dry. First was the meme comparing Syrian refugees to Skittles that was shared by countless people who identify as Christians. After that, I saw many of the same people rationalizing the murder of an unarmed black man because he was not “cooperating” with police. Those two things were already more than I could handle, but ever since a freshman at a prominent Christian college in Nashville, Tennessee took to Snapchat,  I've reached new levels of frustration with my own religion in America.

The Belmont University student posted a screenshot of three black NFL athletes raising their fists in solidarity with victims of police brutality with the most disgusting caption I've seen in recent memory. 

“Piece of s—t n——-s. Every one of them needs a damn bullet in their head. If you don’t like this country get the hell out.”

These words were typed by a young man who, at the very least identifies with Christianity enough to pay tuition to a Christian College, and is still willing to spew vitriol, violence, and racism toward other human beings. This is how a Christian College freshman feels about people made in the image of God who have brown skin. This Christian College student believes black people should only be allowed to live in their home country (a country where their ancestors were kidnapped and brought to by force, and then sold as property for generations) if they are willing to quietly accept a life of oppression and marginalization. Should they ever choose to exercise their right to peacefully protest against systems racism and violence by simply taking a knee or raising a fist in silence, they deserve to be shot in the head. 

This is the beast lurking in the dungeon of American Christianity.

How does a Christian reconcile Christ’s teachings with such deplorable thinking?

In the eyes of privileged, white, Christian America, “life to the fullest” is reserved for those who are “like us.” If you are different, then you should get the hell out. If you are unhappy, then you should get the hell out. If you won't cooperate, we will shoot you in the head. If you don't like it, then get the hell out. 


Whose Lives Matter?

In John chapter 5, Jesus heals a crippled man on the Sabbath and then told him to stand up and carry the mat he had been laying on, which was a violation of the Mosaic Law. The Pharisees, ignoring the fact that Jesus had just transformed this man’s life forever, interrogated the man in order to find out who told him to violate the Sabbath. They then summoned Jesus to come answer for his “sin” where Jesus says the following in John chapter 5 verse 21,

For just as the Father raises the dead and gives them life, so also the Son gives life to whomever he wishes.

Whomever he wishes.

So who did Jesus wish to give life to?

Matthew 8- a leper

Matthew 9- a tax collector

John 4- a Samaritan woman

Luke 7- a sinful woman

John 8- an adulterous woman

Luke 7- a Centurion’s slave

Luke 18- a blind beggar

John 5- a faithless cripple

John 9- a man born blind

Mark 5- a demon possessed man

Mark 5- a bleeding woman

Mark 5- Jairus’s dead daughter

John 18- an officer who came to arrest Him

Luke 23- a convicted criminal

John 21- everyone who had abandoned and betrayed Him


The “Jesus” that permeates American theology today is a powerful political leader, the founder of the Christian Religion, and the ultimate champion of conservative ideals.

Is this who Jesus really is?

I struggle to find any evidence of that in the scriptures.

Jesus was the "stone the builders rejected," because there was never a time when Jesus was accepted. Jesus lived his entire life in the margins of society.  

Jesus was a brown skinned, Middle Eastern, poor, Jewish refugee. His community assumed he was a bastard child. His people lived in fear of the Roman military. His family settled in an insignificant town on the outskirts of the Jewish world. He learned a humble trade, worked in order to help provide for his poor parents at a young age, and then devoted his adult life to everyone in his path who had been marginalized by people in positions of authority. Jesus brought life to those who NO ONE wished to offer life to.

That Jesus, the one I just described,  is not the Jesus that molds the hearts and minds of American Christianity today. That Jesus has been gentrified. The most important parts of the Jesus we find in the gospels have been co-opted by those in positions of privilege. Anyone who had previously been a part of the original community of Christ - the poor, the sick, the disadvantaged, the shamed, the sinful, the racial minorities, and the social outcast- have been priced out of the “Kingdom of God” in America. They have been displaced to make room for the comfortable amenities preferred by those who have never had to live in discomfort.

That is not my Jesus. 

The more I get to know Jesus, the less I recognize him in His church today. That needs to change.

Jesus gave life to those who had their lives taken from them. If we are truly Christian, we must devote our lives to doing the same.