Silent Witness

Sunday was a mighty low attendance night at church.
No idea why.
Usually, when the Seahawks have a Sunday game, Saturday night is packed out!

So, I walked by the lobby welcome desk.
Noticeably empty with the death of the lady whom had manned it for the whole of the year.
So, a bummer.
Her replacement is very nice, but .....

Once in the main part of the church. I took a seat.
Swede had come down and joined me for church.
Then the seniors descended on me.
Seems they had been talking and I was voted most confusing.
Most impressive.
Most troubled.

Between compliments such as:
"How are even still alive?"
"Why do you even try?"
Came comments such as:
"I am in my nineties and if you can fight, so can I!"
"I am in nowhere as near to death as you ..."

Now mind you, I do not exactly talk to anyone.
The gossip mongers earned my wrath long ago!
And there is no prayer ministry any longer.
Perhaps for that very reason?
So, no one I know of, with an "in" to the seniors, even knows me!
Interesting.

People notice you.
Whether you want to be noticed or not, I guess.
People talk, news gets spread, and for some reason I am on peoples radar!
Well, as long as they pray for me, not just gossip about me.
I need all of the prayer I can get these days!

But it is disconcerting ....