There was once a man who had been shipwrecked on an uninhabited desert island. There he lived alone for ten years before finally being rescued by a passing aircraft. Before leaving the island, one of the rescuers asked if they could see where the man had lived during his time on the island, and so he brought the small group to a clearing where there were three buildings.
Pointing to the first he said, “This was my home; I built it when I first moved here all those years ago,”
“What about the building beside it?” asked one of the rescuers.
“Oh that is where I would worship ever week,” he replied
“And that building beside that?”
“Don’t bring that up,” replied the man in an agitated tone. “Thats where I used to worship.”