We had a great day today. We went to a farm that was having an open house. The owners had sent word out on our homeschool communication loop, so there were a number of familiar faces there. The kids had a blast competing in sack races, throwing raw eggs, painting pumpkins and eating soup and milk shakes. I enjoyed the live music and quality conversation with a friend from high school.
From there, we visited friends that allowed us to use their cider press (and apples!) to make cider, while our kids helped and played. More good conversation and just life sharing.
This is what I want my kids to think of when they hear "church." The community of Called Out Ones. But without the religious structure, they don't seem very "called out." It has a sanctified feel to me, but if there are no worship songs, praying or bible stories, will the kids realize God's role in it?
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- Thinking Christian housewife/homeschooling mother of five who enjoys photography, gardening, and ruining perfectly good milk with my home cheesemaking efforts. We live on a farm, next to my parents whom we try not to let know just how weird we really are. We have flunked out of church for perhaps the final time, unable to figure out how to fit in and play nice.
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