Sundays have been really great recently. I wonder how the glory and magnificence of God can be so overwhelming during service, but when I'm at home reading the Bible or listening at small group I don't see it or even think about it. There is only one possible explanation.

I AM A SUNDAY CHRISTIAN.

Realizing that is so strange for me. I thought I had grown past that stage back in junior high, or maybe early high school. Maybe I've been growing even slower than I thought. Maybe all of those changes I've been through are just personal goals that I've met, things that would have happened even if I didn't believe in living for a higher power.