It’s Sunday morning, 8:30 am.  The alarm goes off.  Exhausted from staying up till 1 am the night before, you snooze 3 more times, buying you 27 more minutes of sleep.  By the time you roll out of bed, shower and get dressed, it’s 9:21 am.  You have 9 minutes to drive 11 miles, find a parking spot and get to your seat.  In other words, YOU ARE GOING TO BE LATE FOR CHURCH!

And because you’re late (again), parking is scarce, there are no good seats left and you’ve already missed part of the service.  You can’t focus because you missed the beginning and you’re trying to play catch up the whole time.  You are tired.  You are frazzled.  You are frustrated.  Is this what Sunday morning is supposed to look like?