Well it finally happened. I missed a Sunday due to illness. I have been assigned as a pastor in the United Methodist Church for 27 years, 20 of them here at Woods Chapel. I have never, ever missed a Sunday due to illness, until yesterday.
When I went to bed Friday night, I knew I was in trouble. You could feel it coming on. I did get a flu shot on Thursday, but I don't know if that is to blame. Sore throat, sore sinuses, lungs full, body aches and pains. My arms feel like they weigh 100 lbs each. Saturday morning, I knew I had to call it. There was no way that I was going to be there. I sat in the recliner for 36 hours. I don't remember when the last time was that I felt like this.
I feel so bad for not being there. I feel so bad for asking Karen to preach for me with zero notice. I feel bad for feeling bad. I am sorry to let everyone or anyone down.
I know that people get sick, I just don't want to be that guy. Thanks for putting up with me being sick. I look forward to being with you this coming Sunday.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
1 comment:
We missed you, of course, but do not feel bad. This gave me my first opportunity to hear Karen and I thought she did a great job. Feel better soon!
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