Monday, January 13, 2003

What a sweet night it was on Hester Road. Our whole house teemed with twenty-four people gathered to celebrate a baptism, the first I had ever been a part of in a home, much less a house church. There in our garage- in the official Veritas baptistry that was originally destined for the watering duties of some livestock somewhere- we baptized a Miami freshman (who's a part of our house church) and she even brought her unchurched roomie. We ate, sang, reflected on the baptism/temptation narratives in Matthew, prayed for one another and saw God show up in some fantastic ways. And we get to call this church!