to share a home
There’s a lot of noise in our home at the moment. We’ve got builders in our roof converting some attic space into a useable area. It’s so exciting and we’ve talked about it for years.
I can’t wait to see it.
Actually, I can’t wait to use it. To move things up and organise my heart out and then really, really use it. That’s what a home is, isn’t it? A place that needs to be used.
Well is it? Does it just need to be used, or does a home need to be shared?
The first Sunday after our honeymoon we invited eighteen people to our unit for supper following church. It was so much fun as everyone squeezed into our living area. That was the beginning of the constant sharing of our home.
We started married life with a hand-me-down four seater dining table & chairs and when we purchased our extension eight seater I was so excited that I immediately invited six people over for dinner. It wasn’t until they were on their way that I realised that as we couldn’t afford the chairs to go with the eight seater table we were going to be four chairs short! There’s nothing like an elegant dinner party where half of the guests have to stand. 🙂
I could rattle off a thousand stories of when I’ve got things wrong on the hostess front, but our home has always had a steady flow of welcome guests. Sometimes they’ve come for a meal, or for a laugh, or a chat, with kids or on their own, but my favourite is when they come to pray and to share their heart.
Acts 2 talks about believers meeting in each other’s homes, eating together and doing church. When was the last time you “did church” with believers in your home or another’s home? Try it. You’ll be so blessed. Even if the bathroom hasn’t been cleaned yet or you don’t have enough chairs…
So continuing daily with one accord in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, they ate their food with gladness and simplicity of heart, praising God and having favour with all the people. And the Lord added to the church daily those who were being saved. Acts 2:46-47