In Psalm 25, David makes a request of the Lord which I find to be a supreme comfort:

” Remember not the sins of my youth or my transgressions;
according to your steadfast love remember me,
for the sake of your goodness, O LORD! “

Every time I read this line, my heart cannonballs into a pool of Gospel joys. How overwhelming that the God of all creation would show me love rather than scorn my immaturity.
When we began Vintage 73 we were younger, and though we set our sights on talking about our denomination with, “faith, truth, and charity” we didn’t always hit that target. At some point v73 became about trying to negate other people’s negativity, instead of offering a pro-PCA view of our Church. Seven years isn’t an enternity, but it is long enough to grow, and to see how we could do things better. We think there is space to speak of joy, hope and forgiveness. Space where we might share stories of redemption, and encourage each other in the harvest fields.