Have you ever felt like God was a million miles away, lost somewhere between your endless "to-do" list and the mountain of laundry waiting in the corner?
For a long time, I thought I had to be in a quiet room, on my knees, or sitting in a church pew to truly hear His voice. But then, life happened. I found myself on the road to the laundromat, surrounded by the hum of machines and the scent of detergent. It was there, in the most ordinary of places, that He met me.
He showed me that no matter...