A strange Sunday

Today seems strange since I didn't go to church to celebrate and preach.

I only do 3 Sundays a month--but when I'm off--it feels very, very strange.

Once someone asked me why I became a priest and in a moment of complete honesty, I said, "So I would go to church."

And it's true.

I never think of 'going to church' when I have a free Sunday.

But it feels odd not to be in church since I've been ordained for 40+ years.

I don't mind strange feelings--they're just 'strange'.