I tend to have a thought when I hear this word “Run!!!!”
Isn't that awful?
I think it may be because of the some of the experiences I have had though. I really have a hard time going to church still. I always loved church. I loved going to church, going to sunday school, and listening to the preacher. I would get so dismayed when he preached things I could not understand and would sit in the chair and just wish he would just stay simple, for our sakes.
My sunday school teacher at that time taught me tons about the bible. He would go through the stories of the OT and would bring them alive. I saw Joseph as a real live person, not just a story.
Later in life when my parents quit going to church I would cry at night wishing to go. I would long to go, but didn't want to offend my dad by asking. When they allowed me to, I was so happy!
Now, it was not that my parents were not Christians, they just did not like the organized church and disagreed with things they believed, but not really what was being taught. We just stayed at home and sometimes sat down and sang, read bible, prayed and read through biographies and journals of preachers.
We read through John Wesley's journals and George Whitefield. Charles Finney was hard to handle, worse than the sermons! We discussed biographies of people like Dmitru Dudeman and others.
I have come to realize later we learned tons through these sessions even though they were not “church”.
Later when we belonged to a church group that evolved from our home group, I began to get burnt out because there were so many rules it stifled the true meaning of Christianity. Instead it was based on what how “non church like we could be” and other things like that.
I have to remember the good things about being in a house church setting and not forget there is good in everything!