Downtown Community Fellowship

Lately I have been thinking a lot about DCF, our church in Clemson.  I went there for the two years that I lived in Clemson, and it was a big part of our life.  My time in Clemson was full of fun and excitement, being newly married and in college, but it was also a difficult time of change and trying to find my place.  I really struggled with who I was and being comfortable in myself.  In the time since leaving Clemson I feel like I have learned a lot about myself and really grown.  I have also realized what a unique thing I experienced in the community of DCF, and regret that I didn't embrace that opportunity at the time. 

Austin and I have a lot of memories and friends that came from DCF, and I don't know that we will ever find another church quite like it. Unfortunately, I don't think I really appreciated it for what it was when we were there.  It wasn't until after we left that I realized how much I loved the people there and the way we did church.  I really miss Winn's voice and his ability to speak with so much truth and passion. I loved that DCF celebrated and embraced art (even though I have no artistic talent myself).  I miss passing the peace and receiving communion  from those that I loved and admired.  I miss how DCF was not afraid to do things differently or try something new.  Most of all, I miss our house church and the people who were a part of it. 

When we moved back to Georgia we knew that we would not be able to find another church like DCF and finding a new church was a really hard decision for us.  We feel like we are definitely where we are supposed to be for now, but there are times that I long for the people and experiences of DCF.