So I sat there and tried really hard to think and ponder and it worked wonderfully.
It felt like my chest was filled with warm water. My heart and my stomach were right there next to each other, sloshing around. Each new beautiful thought I had made the water ripple delicately in my chest, like the quiet noise of lowering yourself into a bath. Like the way the water laps at your ears when you lay back into the pool to float.
The back of my neck felt hot, and I put my hand over my heart.
How I Felt at Church Today: