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Bloomington Bible Study in Minnesota

Sonya’s Gathering in the Shadow of the Mall

In the heart of Bloomington, Minnesota, nestled not far from the dazzling corridors of the Mall of America, a humble Bible study began to stir hearts and awaken lives. The leader was Sonya, a woman not driven by applause or platform, but by a burning call in her spirit to gather the seekers, the weary, and the wondering.

It began one Thursday evening in early spring. The air was cool and carried with it the sounds of buses hissing to a halt and airplanes rumbling overhead—signs of a city always in motion. Yet amidst all that movement, a small living room became a sacred still place, a sanctuary carved out in the hustle. Sonya opened her home just five miles from the Mall, and that night, the first gathering took shape.

Sonya was not your typical teacher. She worked part-time in retail management and had once considered moving out of Bloomington. But something about the city kept drawing her back—the diversity, the vibrancy, the steady pulse of opportunity—and now, as she looked around her modest living room and saw ten people, Bibles in hand, she knew exactly why she had stayed.

They sat in folding chairs and on couches. A few had brought children, and one mother was balancing a baby on her lap. The opening Scripture was from John 10:10, a verse Sonya felt was timely not just for the study, but for the city:

“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it more abundantly.”

“Bloomington,” Sonya began, “is a city full of abundance. Abundant shopping, abundant energy, abundant ambition. But what we’re looking for tonight is spiritual abundance. The kind that flows even when your store hours are long, your bills are due, or your marriage feels like it’s in winter. Jesus promised more than just survival. He came to give us fullness.”

The group leaned in. The conversation turned to the challenges of living in such a fast-paced city. One young man, a barista from a café in the Mall, admitted that though he was constantly surrounded by people, he felt lonelier than ever. A businesswoman confessed that while her sales had skyrocketed, her faith had plateaued.

Sonya nodded. “The Mall of America is a marvel—people come from all over the world to shop here. And many leave with full bags… but empty hearts. That’s not a critique of Bloomington. It’s a call. We’re not just here to work and consume. We’re here to bring light.”

From that night forward, Sonya’s Bible study became a weekly gathering of voices from across Bloomington. There were employees from Nickelodeon Universe, custodians from local hotels, real estate agents, and a schoolteacher from Kennedy High. All different walks of life, yet all drawn together by one shared truth: the gospel was still good news in the middle of a modern city.

One week, they studied the book of Revelation. There was hesitation at first—some were intimidated by the symbolism, others felt it too distant from their daily lives. But Sonya challenged them gently.

“Revelation shows us that even when the world is spinning and the powers of darkness seem to be winning, God still reigns. And in this city of flashing lights and loud voices, we need to remember who holds the final Word.”

They read from Revelation 2:21–22:

“And I gave her space to repent of her fornication; and she repented not. Behold, I will cast her into a bed…”

There was a moment of quiet reflection.

“God’s mercy,” Sonya whispered, “is real. He gives us space. He gives us time. But we cannot linger forever in the in-between. We must choose: will we live by the flesh or by the Spirit?”

They talked long that evening about repentance—not as condemnation, but as invitation. A turning. A coming home.

The group grew. Soon the living room was no longer enough. A friend connected Sonya with a local coffee shop that closed early on Thursdays. With the owner’s blessing, the Bible study moved there, where the smell of espresso mixed with Scripture and laughter. Business owners from the surrounding area began to stop in. One evening, even a city council member came by just to observe. He said, “I’ve seen the numbers and charts that show Bloomington’s development—but this, what you all are doing, is real growth.”

The group didn’t aim for revival—they just wanted Jesus. But revival came anyway. It came in the way a woman stopped drinking after they prayed. It came when a marriage was healed after a husband read Ephesians 5. It came when a high schooler decided not to take her life after someone in the group told her God still had a plan.

They studied Acts. They studied Psalms. They studied how the early church met in homes, broke bread, shared possessions, and welcomed strangers. And they realized—they were living that story again, right here in a city of progress and prosperity.

One evening, Sonya taught from Romans 13:11:

“And that, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed.”

She paused after reading it. “It’s high time,” she said. “High time for Bloomington to know the risen Jesus. High time for the weary to find rest. High time for the comfortable to be awakened.”

That night, a man from a nearby restaurant fell to his knees after the study. He had listened quietly in the back for weeks but had never spoken. Now, with tears in his eyes, he asked for prayer.

“Sonya,” he said, “I’ve been running from God for years. But something about this place… it feels like He’s been running toward me.”

There were no cameras, no fanfare. Just hands laid gently on his shoulders, prayers offered in faith, and a chorus of “Amen.”

By the end of the year, the Bible study had become a fixture in the city. Not a church building, not a registered nonprofit—just a family of believers in the middle of a booming economy and vibrant culture, pointing people to Christ.

Sonya often reminded the group: “God isn’t threatened by success, by malls, by motion. He’s in the middle of it all—calling people out of the noise and into His presence.”

And in Bloomington, Minnesota, that call was being answered, one soul at a time.

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The Fort Collins Church Chronicle Written by Arabella

Greetings from Fort Collins, the most populous city in northern Colorado! Known for its vibrant historic district, our city is a beacon of culture and adventure, nestled against the foothills of the Rockies. With a lively youthful energy, thanks to Colorado State University, our town is alive with history, music, and a love for the great outdoors. Yet, beyond the bustling breweries and charming Old Town streets, our church stands as a place of refuge, healing, and redemption. Today, I write to you about a message deeply embedded in our faith—the power of healing and the assurance of resurrection.


We stand at the heart of redemption, the very foundation of Christianity, where healing is not an afterthought but a central part of God’s plan. Healing was embedded in Jesus’ ministry—woven into His words and actions. If healing were of little importance to God, why then did Jesus spend so much of His time ministering to the sick? He healed from morning until night, with crowds traveling from all the surrounding towns to receive His touch.

Everything Jesus said and did was a direct reflection of God’s will. Since God never changes, His will for healing remains the same today. Your physical body matters to Him—not just your spirit, not just your soul, but the very body in which you live. 1 Corinthians 6:11 reminds us, “And such were some of you: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified…” Too often, people mistakenly identify themselves as sinners even after salvation. But Paul’s words are clear: You were a sinner. Now, you are washed and justified in the name of Jesus Christ.

Just as one instance of flying does not make a person a pilot, one mistake does not redefine your identity in Christ. Before salvation, sin was your nature, but not now. That old life is washed away, and you are a new creation.

Paul continues in 1 Corinthians 6:12, stating, “All things are lawful unto me, but all things are not expedient.” While many things may be permissible, not all things benefit us. The passage reminds us that our physical bodies are temporary, yet significant. “Now the body is not for fornication, but for the Lord; and the Lord for the body.” God created our bodies for a higher purpose, not merely to satisfy desires.

People argue, “Why did God give me these urges?” The enemy distorts natural desires, tempting individuals to believe that fulfilling them is essential for happiness. But Paul warns that allowing our desires to rule over us leads to destruction. The truth is, we are not slaves to our bodies. Our bodies belong to the Lord.

For those who are single, it is a lie to believe that intimacy is essential for fulfillment. Feeding lustful desires only makes them stronger, but starving them weakens their hold. On the other hand, within marriage, intimacy is a sacred and essential part of the covenant. 1 Corinthians 7:2-5 commands husbands and wives not to deprive each other.

The body is not an afterthought in God’s plan of redemption. Just as Christ was raised, so too will our bodies be raised. This reality shapes how we live today. We belong to Christ, and our bodies are members of His holy design.

Paul continues his message in 1 Corinthians 15, emphasizing the resurrection. The Gospel we stand upon proclaims that Christ died, was buried, and rose again. His resurrection is the bedrock of our faith, and without it, there is no Christianity. Some in Paul’s time, and many today, argue that there is no resurrection, but Paul refutes this, declaring that over five hundred people saw the risen Christ.

Skeptics today attempt to explain away the resurrection, claiming Jesus was merely a man, that His body was stolen, or even that He married and left behind descendants. But these are baseless claims. If Jesus’ bones were still in a tomb, our faith would be meaningless. But the truth is, He is risen, and His body is glorified.

Some believers struggle with their physical form, wishing for a completely new body in heaven. But Scripture teaches that the glorified body we receive will not be entirely different—it will be transformed, but it is still the same body, just as Jesus’ body was after His resurrection.

After He rose, He appeared to His disciples, ate with them, and encouraged them to touch Him. “A spirit does not have flesh and bones, as you see I have,” He said in Luke 24:39. The same transformation that occurred in Jesus’ body will happen to ours. Our bodies will no longer age, weaken, or be subject to disease.

An account of a man who experienced temporary death illustrates this truth. While clinically dead, he found himself running with strength and speed unlike ever before. But when revived, he awoke to the limitations of his earthly body. His testimony affirms that our resurrection bodies will be perfected and powerful beyond imagination.

Christ’s bodily resurrection affirms the importance of our physical being. He paid for our redemption—spirit, soul, and body. Paul, addressing the Corinthians, challenged their cultural norms that dismissed the body as unimportant. He asked, “Know ye not that your bodies are the members of Christ?” (1 Corinthians 6:15). This refutes the false notion that only the spirit matters and that bodily sins are inconsequential.

Believers must reject modern skepticism that denies Christ’s resurrection. This is not a matter to be “open-minded” about. If Jesus did not rise from the dead, then Christianity is a lie. But He did rise, and His empty tomb stands as proof of our hope.

The resurrection of Jesus is the guarantee of our own resurrection. Philippians 3:21 declares that He will change our bodies to be like His glorious body. This is not myth or imagination—it is the very heart of the Gospel.

Jesus Christ, alive in His glorified body, sits at the right hand of God. He is coming again, and we too shall be transformed. This is our great hope, our assurance, and our future reality.

May we walk in this truth, knowing that our bodies are part of God’s redemptive plan. Let Fort Collins be a place where healing and redemption are not just preached, but lived out daily. Until we meet again, may God bless and keep you.

In Christ, Arabella

Maya had a dream in Grand Junction

Maya walked through the vibrant streets of Grand Junction, the city alive with the glow of streetlights reflecting off beautifully sculpted public art pieces. She could feel a strange pull in her heart, an unseen force guiding her past the thriving shops and restaurants, beyond the bustling downtown and into the wilderness where the towering Grand Mesa stood in all its glory. As she moved forward, the dream began to unfold before her, taking her into a deeper revelation of what God was doing in the lives of His people.

Situated at the confluence of the Colorado and Gunnison Rivers, Grand Junction had always been a meeting place, a land where streams merged and paths intertwined. Yet, as Maya walked, she realized she was not simply traversing familiar terrain—she was being led into a sacred vision. The air was thick with a sense of expectancy, and she knew deep in her spirit that God was speaking.

As she ascended the rocky paths of the Colorado National Monument, a strong wind began to blow. The voice of the Lord came to her in the wind, whispering, “For I say unto you, that I am bringing you deeper into the place of attentiveness and a deeper place of being attuned to what I am doing and where I am moving. My hand is moving powerfully and swiftly in the rearranging. Lean into it, run not from it, for I am bringing forth a powerful simplifying.”

Maya felt the weight of these words settle deep within her. She looked ahead and saw before her a great tree, massive and sprawling, but with branches that were being pruned by an unseen hand. She understood that God was speaking about His people—there was a pruning happening, a stripping away, but it was for the purpose of greater fruitfulness. “Lean not away from the pruning,” the voice continued, “for the pruning is making room for all that I am going to do.”

She moved forward again, and suddenly she found herself by a river. The water was clear, reflecting the heavens above. But as she peered deeper, she saw something troubling—shadows moving beneath the surface, attempting to cloud the purity of the stream. Then the voice of the Lord spoke again: “The enemy seeks to crush the hope of My people, especially in these days. Many have found it so hard to simply ‘hold onto hope’ anymore. But stand tall and wait for Me! Watch how I am going to work FOR you!”

Tears welled up in Maya’s eyes. She had felt this battle herself. She had seen many around her struggling, weighed down by disappointment, by deferred dreams, by the weight of their own expectations. Yet here, in this sacred place, God was revealing that hope was not lost. “The enemy has been targeting hopes because of the high hopes and big dreams and blueprints I am releasing,” the voice reassured. “But you must take hold of what I have given you!”

Suddenly, she was in a vast desert. The sun blazed overhead, and she felt the dryness of the land. There was a sense of testing here, of refining by fire. But as she turned, she saw a figure standing in the distance. It was Jesus. He reached out His hand, and in His eyes, she saw the deep compassion and mercy of the Father.

She heard His words, “You’re not supposed to heal yourself. Don’t feel condemned if you have symptoms in your body. But you do need to get some grit about you to put your foot down and say, ‘No! I’ve been redeemed from this. I don’t have to have this. I refuse to lie down with this and yield to this, because I’ve been redeemed from it. It has no legal right in my life.'”

Maya fell to her knees, overcome by the love and authority in His voice. This was not just about physical healing—it was about freedom in every area. It was about stepping into the inheritance of the redeemed, living in the fullness of His promises.

In an instant, the scene shifted again. She found herself standing at the edge of a great valley, overlooking a vast and beautiful new land. It was unlike anything she had seen before—lush, vibrant, filled with light. And then, she heard the final proclamation: “The new land I am leading you into will not look anything like what you have known before, but don’t fight the changes. Don’t fear the new land, for it is a BEAUTIFUL PLEASANT PLACE. It is a place where you will know JOY unlike you have known. You will know PEACE unlike you have known. You will know VISION and CLARITY of hearing My voice unlike you have known.”

Maya could hardly contain the revelation washing over her. She saw many people entering this land, their faces filled with awe and gratitude. These were the ones who had poured themselves out for the Lord, who had given and given, who had endured the refining. Now, they were stepping into the reward, into the place of refreshing and renewal.

As she stood there, the Lord spoke once more: “Many are beginning to see, and will SEE with their physical eyes the REWARD of the seeds they have planted. Your eyes will FALL upon the harvest. It is upon you! It is upon you! It is upon you!”

And with that final word, Maya awoke.

She sat up in bed, her heart pounding, her spirit still ablaze with the vision she had seen. She knew this was not just a dream—it was an invitation. An invitation for herself, for the people of Grand Junction, and for the body of Christ to step into what God was doing. To trust the pruning, to hold onto hope, to step boldly into the new land He was securing for them.

Maya bowed her head and whispered, “Yes, Lord. I will go where You lead.”

And with that, the morning light streamed through her window, signaling the dawn of a new day—not just in the natural, but in the spirit.