Two weeks we were absent from Home-Away-From-Home. Today started out swimmingly well with our monthly Good Morning Abba. We visited Agape CAC while we were down in SD. We felt so out of place. Can't imagine what the Tat's felt like when they first came to us.
At home... is where we have 5 tables of brothers and only 4 tables of sisters at Good Morning Abba.
At home... is where I hear Joyce publicly declare in the sanctuary, without a mic, a truth that God has revealed to her.
At home... is where I see a sister come in late, halfway through worship, while Chris is praying.... and upon walking in, she quickly genuflects/kneels during prayer. The reverence and adoration she has to God is not showy... it's personal. It's full submission.
I love being home. There's simply... no place like home.
Mood: more than blessed
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