Sunday, June 22, 2008
Phoning it In
This morning -- the morning after my 10-year high school reunion -- I woke up with a splitting headache. Without getting out of bed I reached over to the bedside table, pulled my cell phone under the covers with me and called my mother's cell phone. She was puttering around downstairs and answered immediately. "Mom," I said, "I am reporting to you from underneath my comforter. And I am calling to say I am way too hungover to go to church today." Mom and Jesus understood.