Late last night, we got a text that our pastor was ill, and wouldn’t be able to make it to worship this morning.

That never happens! [Hmmm … OK, technically … hardly ever.]

But … worship is not tied to time, place, or individuals, according to one of my old professors, so there is never any time that we cannot worship God.

So …

We did manage to get bulletins printed off.

The choir already had an anthem picked out and practiced, and our awesome choir director/instrumentalist knows all the hymns in the hymnal, so there were “hymns, psalms, and spiritual songs.”

Someone looked up the text of the day on the internet and found a beautiful blessing for the First Sunday in Lent [by Jan Richardson at the paintedprayerbook, “Beloved is Where We Begin,”] that filled in for the proclamation of the word. (Presbyspeak for “the sermon.”)

Everyone did their part, ringing bells and running sound and singing hymns and praying – for our Pastor, included – and taking up an offering and making coffee and having fellowship and teaching Sunday school and all in all worshipping God.

This is the day the HOLY ONE has made! Let us rejoice and be glad in it!! (Psalm 118:24)

We did that.

But we’ll also rejoice [and feel SO much more relaxed] when our pastor is well again!

Dessert wilderness with tree in foreground