|My back yard|
In some churches it might not be. When all is stripped away, who would simply come?
How in the world did the early church make it, being not only without awesome media but lacking funds for whatever the latest pre-flannel-graph technology was?
The answer would be: the early church thrived because God was with them. They had God and His presence and His power and His voice and His love and His guidance and His correction and His grace and mercy, experientially.
This is stripped-down worship, the heart inside the body, the core within the container, the engine in the framework, the software mediated via the hard drive.
It's Monday morning and the sanctuary is empty. I'm at home and it's quiet.
When the music fades,
and all is stripped away,
and I simply come.