I love to sing worship. I love blasting passionate songs about Jesus and worshipping Him in my car. I love those intimate times at church when that song comes on that perfectly comforts your soul.
This season, I’ve lacked the desire to worship. I’ve lacked the desire to praise a God who took my stepdad to heaven. I’m not mad or angry at God in one bit, I’m just at a loss of understanding. I’m at a…