Van’s POV
Jeez! It feels like eternity since the last time I actually had attended a church gathering and listen to the sermon of any pastor or priest around.
Hell right! I am not really the guy who you commonly see on Sunday Service. It was just not my thing to be religious. The last time I remember coming to this church is when my mom was still alive. And when we moved out to Montreal, I rarely go to the church until such time when I actually ceased going to it. Might as well say, I forgot the feeling of sitting in an hour while looking at the man sharing the Word in front.
Not that I suddenly had had a change of heart in terms of attending the church service now, only that Pastor Jules insisted that I come when we had dinner yesterday. If only they hadn’t shown me numerous
