No Touchy

I went to church sick Sunday morning. It was the sickest I'd ever been during a sermon, so ill that I preached sitting down.

The whole service (early service, Sunday school, and late) I was in a miserable fog, nauseated and woozy. But the most memorable part was the lack of physical contact. I didn't shake hands, give side-hugs, or touch someone's arm; I kept entirely to myself. I don't consider myself a "touchy" person nor have I given that much thought to how touch plays into our church relationships, but take touch out of the equation…

Well, church is kind of lonely if you don't contact a single person while you're there.