"It's Sunday morning. Sarah has driven to her church. She's parked. But she can't seem to force herself out of her car. She just can't do it anymore. She looks on, watching the people she has gathered with for years going into the building. Suddenly they all seem like strangers to her. She will watch them for a little longer. Then she will say goodbye to them in her heart. Then she will drive away."
Maybe it didn't happen exactly like this for you. But you know what she's feeling. Don't you?
Or if you haven't reached this point yet, do you feeling it coming?