I read the Scripture.
And preached the sermon.
And offered the Commission and Blessing.
The choir sang the Benediction.
Then I looked at our pastor and said helplessly, "Isn't there something now about peace?"
And we both dissolved into laughter.
She, fortunately, could remember the words.
I went for a walk at 7:00 this morning and I'm going for another one.
Really, it was all ok.