Sundays too far gone now, Sundays don't seem like Sundays any more.
Those Sundays, got up early and put dressing clothes on to coordinate with each weekday.
I would wake and hear the cold splintering, and the snow, man, the snow, I hate snow.
Hearing and seeing the hard icy snow break.
Feeling warm at eased going into God's sanctuary, and I would rise and praise him.
Sometimes being in the church I would feel chronic angers in the house of God,
judging people, overlooking at people with their sinful eyes.
But I look pass that because the devil do go to church, and just because someone goes to church doesn't mean they are saved and that doesn't mean they believe in God. Many people go to church for different reasons.
I moved forward, I moved way higher than that. I had driven out the cold just to get into God's sanctuary, and it takes courage to do that.
What did I know? What did I know than? Well, the question is what do I know now?
What I know is that since it's a pandemic going on, and there are alot of people that is not in the church building.
What I know now is that we don't necessarily have to be in a church building to praise God. We can worship the Lord in our homes, in our backyards, on the streets, at the store, in the car in our bedrooms, basement. Everywhere we go we should always take the Lord with us, no matter what.
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