I had missed going to church the past two Sundays. Two weeks ago, I was in DC with D#1, after her graduation, getting ready to move her home. Last week I had just repeated the process with D#2 and, quite honestly, I was beat! Since I will, once again, be driving a young person some distance this afternoon, I wanted to be sure to get to the early service at 8:00 so I could finish getting ready for that trip.
Though still a little tired from a week of re-arranging my no-longer-living-alone life, I dragged myself out of bed, did essential morning ablutions, and drove the 5 minutes to St. Paul's (not the picture above). When I arrived (a few minutes late), there was just one car in the parking lot! Thoughts ran together: "It IS Sunday, isn't it?", "Was there a picnic service today?".... and.... ultimately a chuckling voice said, "Guess they were all Raptured yesterday."
Of course, the answer was simple. I had missed an email that today was the start of our summer schedule with one service beginning at 9:30. But the timing -- and resulting coincidence -- was too good NOT to share!
