Welcome to Hinshaw United Methodist Church
Hinshaw is a member of the Western North Carolina Conference of the United Methodist Church and was founded in 1915. We invite you to join us on Sunday Mornings at 11:00 for our blended worship service. We are located at 4501 West Gate City Blvd, Greensboro, NC 27407. While your GPS may show the location as High Point Rd. in Greensboro, the church is still in the exact location it has been for 100 years. The City of Greensboro recently renamed High Point Rd. to Gate City Blvd. so rest assured you are still heading to the same location. For driving directions please consult the links on this page.
We look forward to worshiping with you.
Consider this …
You’ll be pleased to know that at this writing I am not in front of the window of my home office gazing into the backyard. Instead I am sitting in the bed, computer on my lap. Its 11pm on this Sunday evening and I am searching for the muse that inspires my writing … the muse is playing hide and seek with me. It is a frustrating thing for a writer, and a preacher, to be infected with writer’s block … it is a horrible dis-ease, this writer’s block. It either stunts the mind’s ability to have a thought, or it acts much like a blender swirling the constant stream of thoughts and ideas at such a dizzying speed that putting together a coherent sentence, let alone a readable, useful paragraph is maddening. I know; stop your whining preacher.
I have this mentor in writing of sorts … she is a retired English teacher and librarian and she is the first person to ever review and critique a sermon I had written. This is a funny story; funnier in hind sight than the moment she gave me what I asked of her. I was asked to preach at the early service at my first appointment … I was nervous to say the least. And I wanted to make a good impression and show my theological prowess. (I really didn’t have any theological prowess, but I didn’t know that at the time.) Anyway, I took my finished sermon to my mentor, and returned to my office satisfied that I had produced the greatest sermon ever; for a first time sermon anyway … The next day my sermon was in my mailbox, a note attached saying: “See me after you read my comments.” Reminder: this lady was a retired English teacher! When I sat down with the sermon to read the comments she had so graciously shared with me I noticed that the RED marks, her comments, were greater in number than the words I had written for the entire sermon. To say that I was a bit deflated would be much of an understatement …
After I regained my composure, composure lost due to my embarrassment, I followed her instructions and went to “discuss” (she did most of the talking) the comments she had made. She was so gracious and loving as she “took me to school” giving me the best writing lesson I had to that point ever received. That lesson began a series of “discussions” designed to improve and enhance my writing skills; offering one suggestion after another to make my writing more coherent and my sermons worth listening to … so she said.