What a glimpse

Okay so today I got a glimse at what so many experience each and every Sunday. I stayed home from church. Even though I'm a pastor, have responsibilties (sorry Bill if you ever read this!), I wasn't there. I was at home. I slept in. I watched too much TV. I played with my kids. I laughed a little with my wife. I checked email, read some blogs online and didn't shower until my own scent bothered me.

So I was sick. Kind of a flu thing. But nonetheless I discovered something about myself. I really do enjoy getting together with folks. I missed not being with some people today. I missed worshiping God together. I also really liked not having to hustle my rear around on a Sunday morning (imagine a weekend that I actually look forward to!). I didn't feel guilty once for not being around in the morning to help my wife with our four kids to get dressed, fed, together, and out the door in time for church.

This is something that Carol and I both really loved in our visit a year or so ago to Solomon's Porch. We loved not having church on Sunday morning. We're not anti-church, but we are anti-something we wouldn't normally choose for ourselves. Perhaps this is not a new conversation. But today was quite a reminder and glimpse of what could be.

Or maybe its just this bug and the drugs... probably not though.