Welcome to West Point First United Methodist Church!
We extend a special welcome to those who are: single, happily married, unhappily married, divorced, widowed, LGBTQ, filthy rich, dirt poor, y yo no habla Ingles. We welcome those who are: crying newborns, old as dirt, skinny as a rail, or could afford to lose a “few” pounds.
We welcome you if you can sing like Pavarotti or like our pastor who can’t carry a note in a bucket. You’re welcome here if you’re: “just browsing,” just woke up, or just got out of jail. We don’t care if you’re more Methodist than the Francis Asbury, or haven’t been in church since last Christmas and have no idea who Francis Asbury is.
We extend a special welcome to those who are over 60 but not grown up yet, and to teenagers who are growing up too fast. We welcome soccer moms, NASCAR dads, starving artists, tree-huggers, latte-sippers, vegetarians, and junk-food eaters. We welcome those who are in recovery and those who are still addicted. We welcome you if you’re having problems or you’re down in the dumps or if you don’t like “organized religion,” we’ve been there too. We welcome you if you are: red, blue, kind of purple, green, or “none of the above”.
If you blew all your offering money at the dog track or got voted off the island, you’re welcome here. We offer a special welcome to those who: think the earth is flat, work too hard, don’t work, can’t spell, or came only because grandma is in town and wanted to go to church.
We welcome those who are inked, pierced or both. We offer a special welcome to those who: could use a prayer right now, had religion shoved down your throat as a kid, or got lost in traffic and wound up here by mistake. We welcome tourists, seekers and doubters, bleeding hearts … and you!
Come as you are but...Come on Home!