With the possible exception of certain customers at certain large retailers, most people tend to put the best foot, and face, forward when they go out in public. This is to say that, in general, what goes on inside the walls of a home is normally different than what is presented to the public.
I really do not know what goes on inside the walls of a non-Christian home. As a minister, I am aware of the fact that when I am invited over for a visit in a non-Christian home, there has probably been a great deal of “sanitizing” that has taken place ahead of my arrival.
But I am quite acquainted with what goes on in a Christian home. I grew up in one and am raising my children in one. And so, for those who are perhaps unfamiliar with the secretive goings-on in the cloistered world of a Christian home, allow me to peel back the veil for you with some personal, true experiences in our Christian home.
A Christian home is where, at random times, a daughter will “wax biblical” in describing what is going on in her life, such as when I ask mine if they want to go swimming in the river and one replies, “Sorry, dad, the custom of women is upon me.”
A Christian home is where a wife will, years after her children are no longer toddlers, suddenly wake up humming a tune from VeggieTales such as “Everybody’s got a water buffalo.”