Philip
This winter surprised us here in North Carolina with something we don’t get very often—snow! Not just once, but two weekends in a row, temperatures dropped, roads iced over, and many people realized they weren’t going to be able to gather for church the way they normally would.
So we gathered anyway.
On the last Sunday of January, in the face of the ice storm closures, we opened our apartment and hosted a worship service at home. Somehow, we fit about 30 people into our small space to share Scripture, prayer, and—importantly—pancakes. It felt comfortably intimate, a little chaotic, and deeply joyful. What started as a practical solution turned into one of those moments that reminds you what fellowship really looks like.
Then it snowed again the following weekend. And we did it again. This time, closer to 40 people packed in. We were blessed with deep(ish) snow and an even deeper sense that God was very present in the middle of inconvenience and togetherness.