Sometimes during worship at church, I just spend some time looking around at people. I watch the stories on people's faces as they sing, and it ministers to me. This last Sunday, the worship team was singing a song about God's love. Hands began to rise towards the ceiling as the song developed. I contemplated the words of the song, considering God's great love. I knew I felt it– but I just wondered if there was anyone in the room that was struggling to believe it. I wondered if there was a ... View the Post