The other day some River friends asked me to share about my history being on staff with the church. “It’s not pretty,” I warned them. When I joined The River’s staff team in the fall of 2004, my timing couldn’t have been worse. We were in a time of...

  My childhood experience of church was of a hungry institution that always wanted more. I grew up in a Chinese immigrant church where attendance always hovered around 100 people, but the number of people who served regularly was much smaller. For my parents, who both came from...