There’s a quiet ache running through our cities.

It shows up in people who once had faith but don’t know where they stand anymore. In families who want something more for their kids, but can’t imagine bringing them to the kind of church they grew up in. In young adults burned out by religion, longing for a place to ask real questions without being judged. In people who never left God—but left the institution that claimed to speak for him.

Earlier this year, a group of us began gathering to pray, wrestle, and dream about that ache. What if church could look different? What if it could be rebuilt from the ground up—around honesty, belonging, and the way of Jesus?

We saw something that broke our hearts: thousands of people in our neighborhoods navigating life’s hardest seasons with no spiritual home, no meaningful community, and no sense of hope that truly lasts. Many have tried church—and left. Others never made it through the front doors. And when we really listened, we started calling it what it is:

Spiritual homelessness.

It's everywhere. It’s the cashier bagging your groceries. It’s the coworker who hides her questions. It’s the couple fighting for their marriage. It might even be you.

And let’s be real—most people aren’t looking for a church because they assume it’s just more of the same: boring, political, fake, or painfully out of touch. We get it. Some of us felt the same way.

But what if it doesn’t have to stay that way?

What if you could rediscover Jesus—not the institution, but the person—and find a spiritual home that’s honest, messy, hopeful, and rooted in something real?

That’s why we started Clarity Church.

Not to be better than other churches. But to be a spiritual home for the ones who’ve been wandering, wounded, or wondering if they still belong.

If that’s you, you’re not alone. And maybe this is your moment to come home.