September Update, 2015

Test yourselves to make sure you are solid in the faith. Don’t drift along taking everything for granted. Give yourselves regular checkups. You need firsthand evidence, not mere hearsay, that Jesus Christ is in you. Test it out. If you fail the test, do something about it. I hope the test won’t show that we have failed. But if it comes to that, we’d rather the test showed our failure than yours. We’re rooting for the truth to win out in you. We couldn’t possibly do otherwise.

We don’t just put up with our limitations; we celebrate them, and then go on to celebrate every strength, every triumph of the truth in you. We pray hard that it will all come together in your lives.

 I’m writing this to you now so that when I come I won’t have to say another word on the subject. The authority the Master gave me is for putting people together, not taking them apart. I want to get on with it, and not have to spend time on reprimands.

2 Corinthians 13:5-10


It is hard to believe that the summer is over. Surf Camp for M&M Surf School has had its last class and school has begun. Now is not the time to lay back and take it all in, now is the time for IMG_4478examination. “He will also strengthen you to the end, so that you may be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is faithful; by him you were called into the fellowship of his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.” 1 Cor. 1:8-9 NRSV

The fellowship down in Seal Beach continues to build, through the power of Christ, a people of God. Each day many gather between 6-7:30 am to pray not only for their day but for those who are sick or far away from our living Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

12036784_1055847771094090_1958026573715088246_nAfter nearly seven years this small gathering of Saints reach far and wide. From Alaska to South America; from the shores of the Pacific to Europe (Germany). Each year folks travel from all over the world and worship Christ here on this humble beach, then travel back home with stories and pictures sharing the Good News with their neighbors. The Word, alive and well within their hearts.  News of this does not disappoint but build us up.

We still have new folks dropping by each Sunday some hurt and heavy laden, yet, God provides and healing happens. Some bring baggage from years of righteous abuse given to them by well meaning brothers and sisters who, in my opinion, have lost their way. Here they find a healing and safe heaven.

Thank you for your prayers and support without them we would not be able to bring the help so needed in this time.

July Update, 2015

Storms? Learn to Lie Down in the Boat With Jesus

That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?
They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!” Mk. 4:35-31
We have been experiencing some challenging tests among the fellowship at Hope at the Beach. Tests that cause us to wonder where are we, where is God, and is there anything we can do about all this ‘stuff’? Some have expressed that they feel ‘cut off’ by all this ‘stuff’. This is more than the usual drama of life; this is life and death, pain and sorrow, and division of families kind of ‘stuff.’

Number 1: We are where God wants us to be.
God brings us into all types of waves/storms, big or little, loud or quiet, yet, God does bring us through. Good words to embrace, yet difficult when you are the one caught on the ocean in the storms, right?

Number 2: God is in, with, and under us in all circumstances, gently leading, guiding, and caring for us along our journeys.

Number 3: So what do we do? Pray and “lie down in the back of the boat with Jesus”
i.e. trust in the Lord and let God do the work.

Just as the serpent deceived Eve in Genesis, the evil one tempts us into believing a lie: that God is far away. However, the truth is that we are never far away or cut off from the One who gave his all that we might be one. God, in Jesus is not a liar. He is the truth and that truth does and will set us free.

Along with the promises of God that He will never abandon us nor forsake us, God has and does equip us to not just survive these ‘tests’ but to thrive.

A great wisdom I have found concerning these situations is found in the words of Oswald Chamber’s;
“Either Jesus Christ is a deceiver and Paul is deluded, or some extraordinary thing happens to a (person) who holds on to the love of God when the odds are all against God’s character. Logic is silenced in the face of every one of these things. Only one thing can account for it-the love of God in Christ Jesus.
Out of the wreck I rise every time.”

Promises to cling to as you lie down with Jesus:

  • Romans 8:28-39
  • Deuteronomy 4:31
  • James 1:2-8.

In His joy, Go in Peace…Surf the Lord!
Pastor Chuck


April 2015 Update – OPEN WATER

What marvelous love the Father has extended to us! Just look at it—we’re called children of God! That’s who we really are. But that’s also why the world doesn’t recognize us or take us seriously, because it has no idea who he is or what he’s up to.

But friends, that’s exactly who we are: children of God. And that’s only the beginning. Who knows how we’ll end up! What we know is that when Christ is openly revealed, we’ll see him—and in seeing him, become like him. All of us who look forward to his Coming stay ready, with the glistening purity of Jesus’ life as a model for our own.       1 John 3:1-3

The day after Easter I followed my normal schedule. I woke up at 5:30, went to the gym, worked out for 20 minutes, then went to Seal Beach to do my daily devotion. As I drove down the little hill into the parking lot I saw our beautiful Easter Cross with all the lovely colors still fresh from the day before. Along with that striking image there was something else, totally unexpected, that filled my heart with joy. The banner of HOPE written in red hanging on the windbreak!. It had inadvertently been left behind the previous morning, and there it remained, 24 hours later, proclaiming to the community that with the empty cross, there is HOPE.

cross with hope

Each year hundreds of people not only come to our Easter morning Sunrise service, but for the next few days pass by the flowered cross, and this year the word of hope.  What a testimony to the wonder of God’s love.

This was our seventh Easter on Seal Beach and it was spectacular. Rev. Dan Gibson gave the Easter message. His focus was built on an experience at his internship site in Nome, Alaska. He talked about how in the long winters the city and commerce was boxed in with no escape, in or out, because of the iced-over ports. But come the Spring,  shouts of “Open water” resounds throughout the land. The ice is breaking up and the supply ships can come in.

And so it is with the resurrection: we have “Open Water!” because of Christ.

Nome, AK

We continue to share the Gospel with all who come to the beach. Please continue to lift us up before the Lord and come visit this summer. Sundays, 7:15  and 8:00am

Go in Peace…Surf the Lord

Pastor Chuck

In Memory of Philip White

Nothing Can Ever Separate Us*

Philip White was the victim of a hit-and-run accident while riding his bicycle in Oceanside, CA on Sunday, September 21, 2014.  He was 28 years old.  The world lost a creative, intelligent, and gentle soul who will be deeply missed by friends and family.  Philip is survived by his parents, David and Nancy White, sister and brother-in-law, Mandy and Aaron Steiner, grandfather, Milton White, and countless others who loved and cared for him

Philip White, was an active part of Hope at the Beach in itsPhilip and Mikey M&M Surfing School initial year, always serving, helping his Uncle Chuck and Aunt Lin in set up and clean up, handing out flyers, cooking their meals, fixing their computers. Many of you may remember him working with the Mike’s and the kids during the summer surf camp of 2009. The photo above is when he rededicated his life to Christ.

A memorial service was held for Philip at Grace Episcopal Church in San Marcos on October 18. On October 19 his ashes were dispersed at sea with his family present.

*Nothing Can Ever Separate Us was sung by the family at sea.

Nothing Can Ever Separate Us for Philip

Written by Philip’s mom, Nancy White,
and recorded by Lift Up Your Hands (Chuck Carlson, David Mohr, and Sarah Mohr).

In Memory of Bob Johnson

Bob Johnson

A Celebration of Life

and Paddle Out
in memory of Bob Johnson

A memorial service was held on September 27, 2014
Seal Beach Pier at 5:30pm
Photos of the service and paddle out can be found on
Jesus said, “I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me
will never die.” John 11:25-26

End of Summer Update – Sept/October

Hope at the Beach
A Surfer’s Chapel

I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not tailgate worshipabandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.

“When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I’ll listen.
“When you come looking for me, you’ll find me.
“Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed.” God’s Decree.
“I’ll turn things around for you. I’ll bring you back from all the countries into which I drove you”—God’s Decree—“bring you home to the place from which I sent you off into exile. You can count on it.     Jeremiah 29:11-14 The Message

A few weeks ago on Monday morning, I arose at my usual time, early, and drove down to the Seal Beach pier. My intent was to read my morning devotion, meet with a person I meet most every morning before her work begins and pray with her. Meet M&M and others, pray with them, go home and begin my day. I realize after five and a half years that things don’t always turn out the way I intend them.

This morning I arrived a little early. The parking lot was empty except for a man with a broken arm, setting on the wall looking at the waves break on the shore. I began to read the prophet Jeremiah. The sun had not yet broken over the trees and there was fog on my window. As I looked up from my reading I realized that the man was near my window. The parking lot was still empty for the most part but I was not concerned. My window was open and he approached it. He noticed the Bible in my hand and said, “Sorry for interrupting…” I told him he wasn’t and smiled at him saying, “Are you having a good morning?” He looked at me and said, “Are you Pastor Chuck?” This is not unusual because Mike is always telling people about our ministry and encouraging folks to come down and meet me. Of course I said yes and asked if he would like to come in and sit. He said he’d be more comfortable standing where he was. He began to cry. I looked at him and he said, “Do you have something to read to me that would bring me some kind of comfort. As I said before I was reading in Jeremiah and thought of the verses above. Without a word I turned to it and in my best voice-over voice read it to him. When I ended, the tears had increased and sobs had been added. After a moment he said, “Pray for me!” Again without a question I began to pray. As the young lady who I’d usually meet drove into the parking lot, he said thanks and began to leave. I said “I hope that I will see you this Sunday.” He answered me, “Hope, yes that what this is, Hope at the Beach.” I smiled, he went on “I think I will now.” Of course I didn’t understand what he meant but I know God did.

Two weeks later at the 7:15 am worship he showed up. He pretended to meet me for the first time and I played along. He was much different. He spoke with clarity and purpose. He shared with the group about his tumultuous journey so far and how he found us. After the service as I pulled out my guitar to get ready for the next service he approached me and quietly said, “Thanks Pastor Chuck, I had intended to end my life a few weeks ago until you read that scripture and prayed with me. See you next week.” I smiled and he has been coming ever since.

This is what God does at Hope at the Beach. Thanks for your prayers and support and of course may God bless you all big time. “Go in peace and Surf the Lord”

Pastor Chuck

Waiting for worship

Draw them near, O Lord