Three drivers, a thermos, and a tailgate.
Church for Truckers exists because 3.5 million Americans keep this country stocked and fed - and almost none of them can make a Sunday service in a building. So we brought the building to the road.
The parking lot
Ray Delgado, fourteen years an owner-operator, starts reading scripture off a tailgate at a truck stop with two other drivers waiting out a reset. Word travels the CB faster than any church bulletin.
The phone bridge
Winter kills the tailgate meetings, so church moves to a conference line. Turns out a congregation that can't see each other prays harder. Eleven drivers become sixty.
The livestream
First Sunday broadcast from a borrowed sanctuary. Chat fills with mile markers instead of amens: I-40 near Amarillo. US-2, Montana. Parked in Laredo, engine off.
The prayer line
A driver in Wyoming calls a group leader at 3 AM instead of doing something worse. That call becomes a 24/7 prayer line staffed by retired drivers who know exactly what the overnight cab feels like.
Today
Members in 38 states, chaplains at truck stops in four, eleven phone groups, six years of Sundays without a missed broadcast. Still zero pews.
What we believe
The historic Christian faith, stated plainly enough to read at a fuel stop.
The Bible
God's word, trustworthy for the whole route - doctrine, correction, and direction included.
Jesus
Fully God, fully man, crucified and risen. The only load that was ever hauled for someone else's account - yours.
Grace
You can't out-drive your past, and you don't have to. Salvation is a gift, not a settlement for miles logged.
Community
Nobody hauls alone. The church is a convoy - different rigs, same direction, watching each other's blind spots.
Ministries we support
A portion of every gift goes back out the gate to ministries running the same route.
The board is finalising this list. It will appear here as soon as it's confirmed.