Where is my God?

This is a writing I found in my drawer that Kristin Goosen wrote in January of 2009. I thought it was worth the post and the thoughts I hope it brings to many. I will type it exactly as she wrote it.

Where is my God? We've turned sentences into doctrines and doctrines into sentences. We've let the faithful fall at the advancement of our pride. Where is my God? We've let our services become a social party painted with excellence and reputation. Where is my God? Where is the Jesus of the twelve disciples. Where is the church in Acts. Get rich or go home, get right or get out. Where is the love. Our walls are painted and our carpets are clean but our altars are empty. Our bookstore is full and our cafe is stocked, but our hearts are empty. We've diluted worship and forced prayer. We've reduced His glory to a feeling, and the anointing to a goosebump. Again, where is my God?