It is such an honor and a privilege to have been called to Nameless Creek Christian Church, a wonderful church in the middle of nowhere, Greenfield, Indiana.
I would like to take this new opportunity to tell you a little about myself. I am 35, and though I did not attend school here in Greenfield, I still consider Greenfield my home. I did a lot of growing up among these fields.
So what brought me to ministry? Well, after college I spent four months in Norfolk, Va., training Coast Guard sailors in water rescue. Then in 2003, I went to Korea to teach those classes to the U2 pilots who required it for flight status.
In October of that year I went to Iraq for what would be almost two years working as a civilian contractor for the Department of Defense. Though it had its share of scary moments, I loved my job there, but my fiancé (at the time) and I decided to come home and settle down.
Through a series of heavy losses in my life, I came to realize just how much the church, and God, meant to me, and eventually I found God’s calling for me in seminary. There were times in the journey when I thought I was drowning, but I found what I always needed in the church. I again and again recognized that God had kept my head above water throughout all of it.
So, when I tell people about this wonderful church that I am serving, I have gotten many reactions. Some giggle at its name, and I of course explain it. However, they don’t know what I know: Nameless Creek Christian Church is a hidden diamond that glitters and shines reflecting the light of heaven. Great things happen in the middle of nowhere. Come check it out.
Charissa Ramey is pastor of Nameless Creek Christian Church. This weekly column is written by local clergy members.
