When Church is Lonely
I am sitting in a hotel lobby, in the great state of Colorado, staring at many empty tables.
The music is going and there is staff in sight, but it is obvious that I am the only one enjoying what could have been easily shared with many others.
Being only four in the morning though, I really should excuse the other visitors, as it is very likely that not everyone here has been taking the daddy night shift (a responsibility that has been mine for a few weeks now).
Still I have to admit that if only Caleb were with me, that grumpy