The Couch Church.
The good and bad of worshiping at home during a pandemic.
Written by Kasey May
I was born and raised in the church and I've been a regular church-goer my whole life. I was even one of those rare young adults who didn’t stray from church attendance as a college student (It helped that I attended Christian colleges, but still). I’m in no way trying to paint myself as the perfect Christian, I’m just trying to make the point that I was an extremely regular church-goer. So, in the wake of a pandemic and an unprecedented shelter-in-place order, this church-goer was encouraged to not go to church. Everything I’ve said so far might indicate that I’d take issue with this order; that maybe I’d be one of those Christians who thought the recommendation to stay at home was a violation of my right to corporate worship.
But no, that’s not where I’m headed with this.
It only took me a moment or two to realize the gravity of the threat of the virus and the subsequent wisdom in minimizing my exposure to it. So, with very little discussion, my husband and I decided––alongside many other Christians––that we’d simply worship at home. Social distancing and good hygiene may be our best defense against this strange disease, so we decided this would be a small way to make a big difference. Even though I’ve participated in corporate worship for most of my life, I took the news of worshiping at home––indefinitely––well. Quite well. In addition to being a lover of Christ, I’m also an introvert. That surprises some people who know me, but it’s true. I can be animated and outgoing and perhaps a wee loud occasionally, but I relish in being with myself; and I need that time to recharge, which is the true hallmark of introversion.
More importantly, as a believer I know that “church” isn’t something I merely attend, it’s something I am. As a member of the church, I don’t have to fixate on where I worship, the point is the worship itself. And worship––for that matter––is not something that should only be done on Sunday mornings in a church building. Worship can occur at any time, anywhere. The stay-at-home order didn’t pose a problem for me at all. In fact, my main concern was that it may have been too much of a good thing.
The first time me and my husband attended what I’ve lovingly coined “The Couch Church”, it was pretty amazing. About a year ago, my husband and I moved to an area that’s much more remote than the metropolis where we were born and raised (that “H”, Texas aka, Houston) and our options for a new church home were… let’s just say… minimized. But now, with the order to stay home, the world has opened-up to us! Even for corporate worship, we are no longer bound by proximity.
We can worship a n y w h e r e, provided they broadcast their services, of course.
This has been a game-changer and I’m almost embarrassed by how much delight it’s brought me. As an introvert who loves the Lord, this unprecedented crisis has uncovered the sweetest little silver lining: the most comfortable worship conditions known to mankind!
I’ve been uplifted by sermons from my favorite ministers in the world (not just in my area)
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