We are the McCormick United Methodist Church (MUMC). Our congregation loves God and cares for one another. We share in each other’s joys and provide mutual support and prayers during tough times. We have fun as we work together doing the work of God. We reach up to God and reach out to our friends and neighbors both near and far.
We welcome visitors with the same love and energy. The members of MUMC care about you and your well-being. We want to get to know you, your joys, your concerns, your prayer needs and your spiritual gifts.
We invite you to look around our site, be sure to look at the sermons, pictures, missions and calendar. Then go to the "PLAN A VISIT" link above and join us at either the 8:30 AM or 11:00 AM service on Sunday!
WORDS FOR THE WEEK
BY REV. C. NELS LEDWELL
What is Your Colt?
Mark Adams, writes this story in his book, The Roads He Walked - Palm Avenue
Bill Wilson pastors an inner city church in New York City. His mission field is a very violent place. He himself has been stabbed twice as he ministered to the people of the community surrounding the church. Once a Puerto Rican woman became involved in the church and was led to Christ. After her conversion she came to Pastor Wilson and said, "I want to do something to help with the church's ministry." He asked her what her talents were and she could think of nothing -- she couldn't even speak English -- but she did love children. So he put her on one of the church's buses that went into neighborhoods and transported kids to church. Every week she performed her duties. She would find the worst-looking kid on the bus, put him on her lap and whisper over and over the only words she had learned in English: "I love you. Jesus loves you."
After several months, she became attached to one little boy in particular. The boy didn't speak. He came to Sunday School every week with his sister and sat on the woman's lap, but he never made a sound. Each week she would tell him all the way to Sunday School and all the way home, "I love you and Jesus loves you."
One day, to her amazement, the little boy turned around and stammered, "I---I---I love you too!" Then he put his arms around her and gave her a big hug. That was 2:30 on a Sunday afternoon. At 6:30 that night he was found dead. His own mother had beaten him to death and thrown his body in the trash."I love you and Jesus loves you." Those were some of the last words this little boy heard in his short life -- from the lips of a Puerto Rican woman who could barely speak English. This woman gave her one talent to God and because of that a little boy who never heard the word "love" in his own home, experienced and responded to the love of Christ.
What can you give? What is your "colt"? You and I each have something in our lives, which, if given back to God, could, like the colt, move Jesus and His message further down the road.
See you in Church,
Palm Sunday: Historical Background
The palm branches and the shouts harked back a century-and-a-half to the triumph of the Maccabees and the overthrow of the brutal Antiochus Epiphanes, the Saddam Hussein of his day. In 167 B.C. Antiochus had precipitated a full-scale revolt when, having already forbidden the practice of Judaism on pain of death, he set up, right smack in the middle of the Jewish temple, an altar to Zeus and sacrificed a pig on it. Hard to imagine a greater slap in the religious face to good Jews. Stinging from this outrage, an old man of priestly stock named Mattathias rounded up his five sons, all the weapons he could find, and a guerrilla war was launched. Old Mattathias soon died, but his son Judas, called Maccabeus (which means "hammer"), kept on and within three years was able to cleanse and to rededicate the desecrated temple.
"Mission Accomplished?" Well, it would be a full 20 years more of fighting, after Judas and a successor brother, Jonathan, had died in battle, that a third brother, Simon, took over, and through his diplomacy achieved Judean independence. That would begin a century of Jewish sovereignty.
Of course, there was great celebration. "On the twenty-third day of the second month, in the one hundred and seventy-first year, the Jews entered Jerusalem with praise and palm branches, and with harps and cymbals and stringed instruments, and with hymns and songs, because a great enemy had been crushed and removed from Israel." So says the account in I Maccabees - a story as well known to the crowd in Jerusalem that day as George Washington and the defeat of the British is known to us.
Preparing for Palm Sunday
Mark 11: 1-11
Psalm 118: 14-29
Sermon: Rough Road Ahead
LENTEN BIBLE STUDY
Pastor Nels has been leading the Lenten Bible Study. This looks more in depth at what Jesus did for us at the Cross and what it means to us today. Come, join us, even if you missed the earlier ones!
March 25 4:00 PM River Grill Carolina Room
AUDIO RECORDINGS OF SERMONS ARE AVAILABLE AT
Before Photo of the Kitchen
After Photo of the Kitchen
A group of 5 members from McCormick United Methodist Church traveled to Lake City, South Carolina, Sunday, March 11. The group included Bruce Motsinger, Connie Tremsky, Don Smith, Rick Lindley and Ronnie Kidd. Lake City First Baptist Church served as home base and the missioners slept and had meals there. Each day we traveled 25 miles to Timmonsville, SC to make repairs on a home there. The repair efforts were focused on the kitchen which had severe water damage. It was necessary to remove and replace the lower cabinets, floor, and subfloor. Most of the floor joists had to be replaced also. We all felt grateful to serve the Lord and leave this family with a safe and functional kitchen.
Photo of kitchen after removal cabinets, floor and most of the floor joists.
Pictured Left to Right: Bruce Motsinger, Rick Lindley,
Don Smith, Sam, Ronnie Kidd, and Connie Tremsky.
To see more pictures please go to http://mccormickumc.org/timmonsville-mission-trip-march-2018
John H.Bandy, jr
Jack & Madeleine Toland
Ron & Donna Hutto
Larry & Sandi Bonam
Bill & Ellen Zimmerman
Brian & Gail Gore
John & Faye Cotty
Dennis & Nancy Vereb
Mike & Charlotte Tallent
Jay & Dot Baggett
Larry & Nada Ream
Jerry & June Nettles