But something was missing...
I dusted the Bible off on Sunday morning and carried it to church, then came home and stuck it back on the shelf. I prayed before we ate and a quick bedtime prayer before bed with the kids. But I didn't really talk with God.
Today being Good Friday, I think about all of the beatings, the sacrifice of love that Jesus did for me. When I think of this, how can I live the life of a Sunday morning Christian? How can I not be completely in love with Jesus? How can I not praise Him every single day?
I never want to be a Sunday Morning Christian! I want to praise Him every moment! I want to live passionately for Him! Praise God for all He has done for me! Praise Him for who He is!
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