I have almost an hour’s drive to get to church every Sunday. It allows a lot of time for prayer, contemplation, praise and worship, and allowing the Holy Spirit to quicken my spirit on the drive back and forth. Today, as I turned toward I-10 going home, I casually glanced over at a nearby church where folks were exiting the building from their service. I was considering the sermon from my pastor, and as I watched those leaving their service, I couldn’t help but wonder what their sermon topic was and the ways each of us were impacted by what we experienced. Were we changed today? Was it more than just an obligatory, weekly meeting that we were expected to attend? Were our souls stirred…