" “Is everybody happy?” the worship leader yelled, thrusting his fist skyward in a victory punch as the band struck up a cheery praise tune.
“Yeeeeesssss!” the congregation chorused back, rising to their feet and thundering their applause.
I felt like the lone party pooper in a crowd of carefree worshipers. No, I am decidedly not happy, I muttered under my breath. Does it matter? Do I have to be happy to worship God?
It had been a typical Sunday morning for me. After getting up early . . ." click here for the rest of Cynthia's story.
If you ever wonder if God can handle your anger, complaining and not-very-niceness of your honesty, Cynthia will show you how she, herself, and others have poured out their hearts to God--and no one was hit with lightning bolts! God hears and understands-- and He cares!
P.S. You're not alone on this journey. Every day our private Facebook group, Lifeboat, picks up new survivors. You are welcome to climb aboard, too. Simply friend me on Facebook and I'll add you to the group. If you find it's not what you're looking for, simply opt out. But I'd venture to say you'll agree with others who say, "I've been looking for something like this!"
thank you ferree and cynthia. I needed this.
Sometimes God puts us all together like pieces of a puzzle, just at the right time. Love and prayers for you Megan.