Sometimes I make it to church

Hey everyone. It’s Sunday morning and still gross outside. In about fifteen minutes, I’m going to be heading over to Mosaic church with my wife for the morning service. Having grown up in church, this is a weird time for me. Because of my job, I am only able to attend church once or twice a month. I keep telling myself that this is a season of life that I just have to get through and that, eventually, I will be able to get my hours shifted so that I have Sundays off again. Continue reading “Sometimes I make it to church”

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