“You are good, good, oh-oh.” I was humming the song on Sunday morning as I rushed dirty dishes into the dishwasher to be run as we left for church. I wanted in that moment to turn to our little Google Home Mini (that one that aggravates me so, because we have communication issues) to ask him to play the song, but I didn’t have the time to listen to him telling me “That song is only available for Google Play Music subscribers,” so I finished my task and rushed  ...