The goal isn't safety.
The goal is Jesus.

"I didn't start a safety team because I wanted to be a guard. I started it because I wanted to worship."

For years, I sat in the sanctuary, but I wasn't really there.

While the pastor preached, my head was on a swivel. Every time the back door creaked open, my eyes darted. Every time a stranger walked in with a backpack, my pulse spiked. I was physically present, but spiritually absent—distracted by the potential for chaos.

I realized that if I—a trained police officer—couldn't focus because of the "what ifs," how could a first-time guest feel safe enough to open their heart?

Safety is the soil in which the Gospel grows.

When a mother drops her child off at Kids Ministry, she needs to know—bone deep—that they are safe. If she is worrying about the door, she isn't listening to the Word.

And when a woman escaping a violent home finally gathers the courage to walk through your doors, she is looking for more than a sermon. She is looking for sanctuary. She needs to know that the Watchmen are awake, so she can finally close her eyes to pray.

We built Nehemiah Safety (N4) to close that gap. We built it so that someone watches the gate—verified, vigilant, and equipped—allowing everyone else to focus on Jesus.

We build the wall so the Spirit can move. That is our promise.