We drove way out to the country to eat with a family we minister.  We compared home church notes, and told our conversion stories.  We read the suggested lesson from Matthew and Luke on the way home.

I also thought about home church some.  In a way, home church feels like part of the transition from being the Kingdom to being a Church.  It was more a kingdom when my parents were young, and I’ve seen some of the switch in my own lifetime.  In a way, it feels like a fighting retreat, but it is only partly a retreat.  Something is lost, but something is gained.

The most important technique we’ve found for home church is simply keeping the Sabbath Day holy.  We’ve been fairly sick.  A lot of our grander plans have gone by the wayside.  But if we aren’t filling our time with movies and internet, we have found ourselves naturally and with no planning falling into long family conversations about virtue, family memories, old family jokes, the gospel, Jesus Christ, family plans and dreams.  Our home has somehow acquired something of that same easy, deep, and comfortable atmosphere you get at a family reunion.