Now, I am not a religious person. I am definitely more agnostic than any other religious affiliation, despite being raised Catholic. So it may seem strange that I get excited about popping by a church on a Sunday morning to see the pastor.
I used to be a parishioner at the community Church of Hope but it’s been years since I’ve attended services on a regular basis. Occasionally, Patrick still calls on me to help out at one of the events, like singing at the Christmas concert, and I’m always happy to do so. Although I’m not devoted to the biblical origins of many of Patrick’s sermons, I still find a value in listening to the message as a whole and so every few months I’ll popped by to listen to the sermon, say hello to Patrick, and disappear again, often without most people realizing I was there. (I like being stealthy like that.)
Over the years, Patrick has become one of my closest confidants. He lovingly reads all my fucked up emails as I process the issues in my life, and offers suggestions and advice upon request.
Sundays are usually my Susie Housewife day where I run errands and take care of house work. I knew I had a few errands to run in Central Phoenix, so I timed my travels so I could stop by the church and see Reverend Patrick between services. It’s always nice to catch up face-to-face, if only for a few minutes.
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