I Was Made To Worship

It was at the end of the training season for the Little Rock half-marathon that I remember going to a pre-race dinner.  I was pulling up to the hotel to pick up college friends who were in town for the race. As one friend proceeds to get into the car, she noticed the radio station on the Christian station and commented “April-you still listening to your church music!” I chuckled, not having realized that I indeed was still listening to the same type of music that I listened to while in college.  Yes, even in all my mess I still …