In my devotional time, I was drawn to read Psalm 100. Classic for worship leaders, I know. But this is how I read it:

I’m not sure why anyone would want to do it. Do something that would make God go to war against you.

I’m pretty hooked on home improvement shows—at least the good ones.

Following Jesus is a HIGH calling! Not only are we to become mature, but here are two more phrases that feel exaggerated: “the whole measure” and “the fullness of Christ.”

Being who you are isn’t only important. It’s vital.

I believe our job as worship leaders is to create spaces where people can meet God.

We just made chocolate chip cookies from scratch. But get this! Part of the process was to grind our flour by hand.

I just returned from an overstuffed, extended weekend in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. It was my first time back in the US since moving to Costa Rica about 20 months ago.

Some churches don’t seem to mind breaks in between songs. You know, the team finishes. There are five seconds of (awkward) silence.

“Well, I’m standing up here, so I’d better be playing something.”

Stop me when this sounds familiar. I got a text from a worship director. It said, “I wanted to tell you that my wife felt ill and tested positive for COVID, so tomorrow I can’t be with you.”

Worship ministry is personal. It’s a beautiful weaving of the human and the Divine. It’s logical and unexplainable. It’s predictable and mysterious. But…

I was pushing a wheelbarrow across the discipleship training school base next door on my way to pick up some dirt for our garden.

The worship leader put a message out to the team. It said:

I asked my worship leader friend what his job was. He replied something like, “I just have to make sure there’s worship when we need it.”

I sat in a meeting surrounded by 18 other worship team members from our church.

You remember the Capital One commercial “What’s in your wallet?”

I’ve been looking at lots of worship leader job descriptions lately as we help several churches look for staff. Almost all of them have some kitchen-junk-drawer statement at the end of the responsibilities

When we first moved to a new country, GPS was a lifesaver. By “GPS,” I’m referring to Google Maps or Waze. See, Costa Ricans are famous for giving directions like this:

I was reading 1 Peter 4 and was struck by verse eleven.