Community Pastor

Josh King

I grew up in Lansing, Michigan, in a Christian household. I was raised on Bible man and Veggie Tales. I was fortunate enough to be built on Christ-centered principles, and my parents grew me to love God and love people. I would spend my time with my friends playing soccer and basketball and skateboarding. 

 As I grew up in the Church, I was privileged to see my parents have a successful marriage, my dad finished his master’s degree, and my mom raised my younger siblings. I grew up restively stress-free, I went to the right school, and my life seemed perfect. My life was forever changed at the end of my middle school year. I lost a friend tragically. She was one of my closest friends; she was like a sister to me. She loved the Lord, and she inspired so many people around her. At the end of my 8th-grade year, the whole world around me came crashing down. Once I learned about her death, I remembered the overwhelming sense of grief, doubt, and anger. It was not overnight, but I began to doubt how could there be a God? How could there be such a loving, powerful, and good God? Why would he take away such a right person who loved him more than anything? I would try to go to church and go back to the youth group, but it was almost close to impossible. Enter high school, and I was a little fish in a big pond. I had decided that God was not real and that my life was not determined by a big old white man in the sky, so I decided to live my life for myself. I then started to party, smoked weed, and decided that life was short, so why not? While living this lifestyle, I knew that what I was doing was wrong, yet I continued to do it. Nevertheless, the Lord had other plans for me. God moved my whole family and me back to my dad’s hometown of Fort Wayne. Instead of going back to school, I opted to be homeschooled, and the Lord began to draw me back in. I was secluded away from all of the pressures of high school. I was encouraged to read scripture for myself. As I began to go deeper into the scriptures and the text, the more I started drawing closer to God. I then went to CDYC, and I met Christ in a completely new way. I let go of all of my burdens to him and put my complete trust in Him.

MY HOPE FOR BROOKSIDE

My hope for Brookside is that we as a church are passionate and enthusiastic about the Gospel. I pray that we can create culture of discipleship and we would show the love of Jesus to people no matter their race, sex, gender, or background.