Returning to our House Church Roots

We are in the aftemath of what has been called the "Snowpocalypse," two feet of snow in and around Philadelphia. Many churches were closed and it was not safe for many others to drive to those that were open. Some seminary residents turned to our earliest Christian practices and gathered in a home for worship. I dubbed the congregation in my home "St. Snowflake EpiLu."

We had a dozen students, three faculty, a faculty spouse, a faculty child, half a dozen ELWs, an Episcopal Hymnal, an AME Zion hymnal, some Books of Common Prayer, bread and wine, song and prayer, candles and light, a flute and a ukulele - but no partridge in a pear tree. God was present in our midst and in the elements and the Mystery happened.