Sitting in church yesterday I looked around and noticed a third of the congregation rubbing their eyes and sniffling. Sure, the singing was powerful and obviously spoke to many, but frankly I was surprised that it had everyone that emotional. Did I miss something?
Then it dawned on me. It wasn’t the service that had everyone tearing up. It’s cedar fever season in Austin. Ah, yep. That explains it.
Either you’re in the club or you’re not. Some suffer like crazy this time of year while others go about their daily business with no problems. It hardly seems fair. The cedar fever club is one you really don’t want a membership in, though on the bright side once you’re inducted you have plenty of company.