I have not been to Mass for a while.
At first I couldn't go because my back was too sore. It really was physically impossible.
And then I just didn't bother.
And then it was hard to go back. I felt everyone was going to tell me to leave, that I was a terrible person for not going.
Well I went tonight.
And when I heard the gospel reading I had a few tears fall down my face.
The parable of the Lost Sheep.