As it happens, our house church meets on Sundays. It just works out for us better that day. I so love getting together with everyone. The ladies see one another through the week from time to time, but it’s so great to see everyone and all the kids all at once. Such a blessed, glorious, noisy, messy, joyous celebration of life and love in Jesus!
We started out with communion, and many of us shared; we sang together, particularly kid songs. It was funny–all the adults doing the silly motions and the kids too dignified to join in. 
We had some new friends this evening, which is always a blessing. Our gatherings aren’t everything we want them to be yet, but we’re learning to hear from the Holy Spirit, and learning to trust and confide in one another. I think God had fun–we did. Meanwhile, the kids were outside with a couple of the parents, jumping up and down outside one of the windows. Not a bit distracting.
I wonder whether the shared meal isn’t the best time of all, but I’m definitely going to have to get my husband out to the shop to help me build a bigger table. Soon we’ll need to birth a new church. This doesn’t see quite as scary a notion to me now as it did a week ago. In fact, I can see us birthing a couple of new churches in the next month or so. There’s another family that would like to meet if only we could meet on Saturdays–only quite a few of us can’t make it on Saturdays, so I think we’ll have to start a new fellowship around them. And other things . . . lots of them–engineered by God, not us. He’s so good. And only six months ago I was fretting about finding someone to meet with when once we had decided that institutional church just wasn’t working for us any longer. Now I have more house church than I know what to do with, and the Holy Spirit to guide us. I am so excited and happy and pleased and, most of all, grateful.
Thanks, Lord–we adore You!
Cindy
