Psalm 61:4 “Let me dwell in your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of your wings!” (English Standard Version). God indeed has indeed given me refuge under His wings, and His church has been a tent to dwell in – in many places where I have lived or visited. It’s amazing that I can just walk into practically enter any church and even if admittedly they are not all equally welcoming, I’ve always felt at home in the sense that I feel I belong and have a right to be there. I became a Christian in Surabaya, attending the English service in Ebenezer church in Surabaya. Christians from many denominations formed this congregation. While I was aware of differences in traditions and what was deemed appropriate (or not), the overwhelming message was on what unites us a Christians. But in more recent years the diversity of viewpoints, and the vehemence with which extreme views are expressed and defended have troubled me, and were a major factor in struggling on my faith walk. The church where we used to attend seemed to take a different path, although I can’t point to anything specific, and I was developing along a different path. The distance grew too wide, and while it was difficult, out of loyalty, to step away, we are glad we did. In this tent here at Wesley we experience Christ in each and every one and we know we are home.