C.E.W.F.

I was on  a radio show the other day speaking about professional issues. One of the other panel members was a Presbyterian minister. The subject of my own faith came up in an off-air discussion and I said I am somewhat of a lapsed Episcopalian.
I was raised in the Episcopal church and spent many an early Sunday morning standing a post as an Acolyte. In my later high school years I am none-to-proud to admit I was sometimes hungover during these services and spent a portion of the service beseeching the Almighty for divine intervention regarding the symptoms of same.
These days, I generally refer to myself as a CEWF Episcopalian: Christmas,Easter,Wedding,Funeral.

Nevertheless, I staunchly agree with the sentiment stated above: Some of my most spiritual and religiously contemplative moments have occurred in a duck blind or a deer stand.