Have you ever been going through an ordinary day and wondered where God was?
Yeah, me too.
I often found myself split between my Sunday morning faith and the rest of the week. In the busyness of Tuesday I longed for what I sang about on Sunday.
- When I argued with my husband or the washer overflowed.
- When I yelled at my kids or the email brought bad news.
- When I burned dinner or hid in the bathroom with a cookie.
I found myself feeling guilty for losing track of God.
