It was one of those mornings. I woke up, looked at the clock, and thought, "I really need to get out of bed."
Next thing I know, I was waking up, looking at the clock, and it was an hour later, and I was thinking, "I really need to get out of bed."
Next thing I know...well, you get the idea. Needless to say, I did not make it to church this morning. I don't even have Nyquil to blame this time. I guess I was just that tired.
Now, I don't intend to make a habit of it, but there is nothing wrong with worshiping from home--every once in a while.