Sundays Continue

Tomorrow night is uncertain as to what it will hold.  This is typically the case, but moreso tomorrow.

Some of our core group is leaving.  The two young women instrumental in getting out the first invitations over a year and a half ago are both in the process of moving away.  One will leave in just over a week.  The other will likely be gone sometime early next year.  Others have become regulars in the meantime but it’s sad to see our first participants leaving.  It will be interesting to see how dynamics shift.

One of the young men who has been coming more regularly in the past couple of months told us last week that his parents would be visiting town this week, and he planned to come with them as well as his girlfriend, whom we haven’t met yet.  It was a bit of a surprise.  He’s a quiet guy, and he’s been difficult to get a good read on as to why he comes.  So to hear that he’s inviting all these other people in his life is both a bit surprising as well as good to hear.  Apparently it’s something he wants to share with them, and I trust that’s a good thing.

We still have an occasional visitor from the home schooling community, and she has invited another family we don’t know to come.  Who knows when they will actually show up, but Murphy’s Law would dictate it will be tomorrow night in the midst of a swath of other first-timers!  I think there are a few other home-school parents my wife knows that would like to come, particularly this time of year when Christmas and family and traditions begins to stir memories in people.

I have to be patient.  I’d like this to be a time of talking about Big Things, about intersecting theology and daily life, philosophy and culture and all the things that get my intellectual juices percolating.  But I try to tell myself that this will come in time.  Gradually, perhaps.  Or perhaps never.  Perhaps what this will become is “only” what it already is – a place of welcoming and belonging.  A place that people want to show to others, if only briefly and for reasons we may not ever fully have articulated to us.

I suppose that’s OK.  In a culture where we’re taught to fear one another and stepping on toes it’s important to have a place where you know your acceptance isn’t dependent on ideological agreement.  A place where the love of Christ is tangible and palpable before issues of doctrine come in to play.  Because if we can’t love one another, the doctrine’s lose almost all of their power and purpose.

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