Saturday afternoon, post-movie daze and I get sick! The flu, or goo, or who knows what assualts me with a temperature, chills and headache. I thought, “Wow, I can’t be getting sick, can I?” And sure enough, I fall into the pit of fuzzy headed, throbbing headed, plugged sinused, back aching personhood. It was like the perfect storm. There was no getting around this bugger.
I dutifully call the boss, call my compatriot in music, and collapse in my bed. I am assisted by my most beautiful wife who piles on the blankets after having given me the heating pad at max heat. I don’t feel any warmth. Three sets of clothes on and crushed beneath the load of all these heating elements and I continue to feel nothing. She says, “Jump in the shower under the hot water and that will heat you up.” So, as a man who mostly listens to his wife, I strip, jump in the hot shower only to feel nothing warm. I could have scalded myself with the water and I wouldn’t have noticed. All I got was wet.
After drying off, I go back to bed and lie there for hours knowing. I know I am not going to church tomorrow. I know, I am not leading the worship tomorrow. I know, I am not helping the Bible study classes tomorrow. I know I am not preaching for the Korean church tomorrow. I know I am going to remain where I am, in bed.
It felt weird to miss church involuntarily. I haven’t had that experience very often in my life as a Christian. I guess God knows, but it still felt weird. I hope I am still good with Him, because the option of watching Joel Osteen instead of going to our church didn’t appeal to me at all. Church is not church through the airwaves.
I am sorry for missing church.
I hope you start feeling better soon!
I think the best thing about Joel is his hair. Hair makes church special.