There are songs that meet you right where you are, and ‘Church’ by Tasha Cobbs Leonard and John Legend did exactly that.
Because if anyone understands the longing behind those lyrics, it’s moms.
Women who rush through carpool lanes with coffee gone cold. Moms who sit in conference meetings thinking about dinner plans and permission slips. Grandmas who fold socks late at night, wondering how the day went so fast and if they showed up well enough.
When Tasha and John sang, “Teach me how to have church on a Monday,” it felt like permission. Permission to stop believing that church only happens when the room is quiet, the kids are dressed, and the calendar allows it, because most of our faith is lived in the frenzy.
Church looks like whispering prayers at red lights. It sounds like worship hummed under your breath while loading the dishwasher. It feels like God’s nearness when you’re answering emails, wiping counters, and trying—again—to do it all with grace.
This performance reminded me that God doesn’t wait for us to slow down before He meets us. He steps right into the mess of our schedules. He joins us in the pickup line. He sits with us in meetings. He stands beside us while we match socks that somehow never have pairs.
“You’re more than a building,” they sang—and oh, how moms need that reminder.
God is not asking for perfect mornings or uninterrupted quiet time. He’s asking for our hearts—right in the middle of real life. He’s teaching us how to have church on Monday… and Tuesday… and every ordinary day in between.
And somehow, that makes the chaos feel a little more holy.
Matthew 28:20 “And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”