Another Sunday’s basically gone. I have to admit I don’t feel all that particularly weird about that. I don’t know why but for some reason it doesn’t feel like that big of a deal. I suppose I haven’t gotten to the point where I feel like I need the connection, if that makes sense. Speaking of church, I was talking to Mom earlier this afternoon and she was going on and on about how Max Lucado delivered his sermon via telecast from some European location I can’t remember then name of. Apparently one of his books is being turned into a film or something. In my opinion I don’t really want to go back to that church. I tried it before and it seemed like a bit of a cult of personality somehow. There was some underlying theme that everything more or less revolved around him and how great his books were. I’m thinking the pastor of the next church I go to isn’t going to be a celebrity. Or at least not a celebrity like that. Anyways, It is what it is. It’d be nice to get back in that particular swing of things but I don’t think I’m quite there yet.