Church on Sunday was an experience I've never had before. I don't often get much chance to prepare myself for church and this week was no exception, but it seems I really needed to. I stood up to worship and struggled through the first song. I can't remember what the distraction was now, but it was a struggle to be involved and to focus on God. I felt Him saying to me to just focus on the words, look to him and don't worry about anything else. He wasn't expecting anything amazing from me, he loves me and just wants to listen to my worship (or something to that effect). So line by line it got easier and in the end I really felt Father God ministering to me, softening my heart towards people I'm struggling with there right now and making it all real for me.
Praise God for his love and patience. He is Father God and is gentle with his children when we need him to be.
