Sang the great hymn, “Holy, Holy, Holy,” this morning at church. You know that great opening stanza…
“Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.”
I felt pretty convicted singing because it goes more like this in my life right now…“Holy, Holy, Holy Cow. Lord God Where are thee? First thing in the morning my whine shall rise to thee…”
Yuck. I guess it’s a good thing to get confession done first thing during a worship service – helps the rest to go much better, which it did.