As a 'Priest-in-charge', I'm only supposed to serve on three Sundays a month. So, since October has 5 Sundays, I was off today and will be again on the 31st.
A Sunday without church is like a day without chocolate.
I don't go to church unless I'm preaching or celebrating.
I often say, "If I'm not 'doing it', I probably won't go to church."
And that's true.
But a Sunday without church is disconcerting.
It's like I don't know what day it is.
I sleep in, as I often do, and wonder where I'm supposed to be.
I look at my calendar to remember it's a Sunday without church.
I wander around all day since 'church' takes up my mornings on Sunday.
I like a day off.
But it's odd and strange.
I've been doing this for 40 years--more than half my life.
So, a Sunday without church throws me off badly.