After ten years of delivering the Gospel to the Peoria, IL area, we could write a book "ABOUT RC." So many lives changed, so many people have been introduced to Jesus Christ.
Here's the Reader's Digest version for ya. RockChurch began as a vision given to Chuck Tate in '95 when he was serving as convention manager for Eastman Curtis Ministries. While driving back to Tulsa after a tour in Canada the idea hit. After some prayer and planning, Chuck and his wife Annette move to Peoria, IL in 1997 to set it off.
In May of '98, RockChurch officially opened its doors for the first evening service. Fast forward to the here and now, 2009. RC has assembled a team whose hearts are line with the vision, and has grown to a packed service each Sunday (10:30am). A number of ministries have formed to meet the needs of a variety of people.
The vision was to have a church for people who don't feel comfortable in church. Done. That's our story, we're sticking to it.
Here is your personal invitation to visit this new fun Christian website. It has many cartoons and comics featuring the funny antics of the Human Beans. Please visit right now, since you are on your computer. Amber :)
Check out this retold story of jesus Christ and reply back wat u think and just remember everything u see is exactly wat he went through for our transgressions
Hello! :) Thank you sooo much for being our friend! We really hope you enjoy the music! And dont be a stranger! haha we love talking so leave us a comment! TGE
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Thank you for your kind words and comments! Its really something wonderful to fathom all the talent here. Stay strong in doing all you love! And please feel free to keep in touch and drop me a message or a comment anytime you'd like. Keep me updated on what's up and how you're doing.
On November 17th, my first new age style listening adventure, "Desert Seas" will be released. Please search for Miss Kristin on Itunes and you will find all 8 of my unique and special CDs. Check em out! Some rock and some groove, I'm sure you will find one just right for you!
Here are a few FREE tracks for now~ Click on the download button and then the GREEN CLICK HERE button! Save em to your computer :-)
We have lots more great music in store for you in the coming year too, so be patient, hold tight, stay tuned and sit righ
Hi Sorry it’s taken so long to reply. Thanks again for being my friend and please let me know how I can pray for you and your ministry. God bless you! Jim
A mother lays her children against her breast, She has no home for their heads to rest; She can only dream to have the best On a far off distant shore.
On a distant shore some try to flee From a cruel dictator's captivity; They long someday to be free On a far off distant shore.
In another land many find their fate, As they bow their heads in humble faith; To pray they do not hesitate And die on a distant shore.
On a distant shore a battle cry; So some might live, some must die; On a battlefield a loved one lies On a far off distant shore.
On our own shore a mother waits, With her children for her mate; Gone off to war with the faith He'll return from the distant shore.
On the sands beyond where we see, Our men will fight to set some free; They contend for another's liberty On a far off distant shore.
They go without a second thought, To defend the lives of who have naught; Their deaths the price freedom bought To save those on a distant shore.
On a cold street a beggar pleads, For someone's kind hospitality; No one has time to fulfill his need, On a not so distant shore.
A man with children at home unfed; He has no want to buy them bread; He would rather have his drugs instead, On our nation's shore.
A man self-indulgent with money and fame; Busy racing his foolish game, And a mistress from another name, On our nation's shore.
His wife at home lonely and lost; For his sin she will pay the cost; Her love at the roadside tossed, On our nation's shore.
A father to a mother pleads, To save their child, she does not "need"; The unborn child has not one liberty, On our nation's shore.
This choice is for her own "sanity," There fore this so called unplanned pregnancy, Is discarded into a garbage heap On our nation's shore.
