My family and I are making a big decision about where to live. We had an unexpected (yet long-prayed-for) opportunity that came upon us suddenly last Friday.

Crema and Milo, my two street mutts, are lovely creatures. Except when they dig holes. Their habit makes me consider astroturfing the yard. I’m not even kidding.

I know. If you’re a Producer Fader, you’re either rolling your eyes at a subject like “Planning Feels Great,” or you’re disappointed because I’m not stronger in my call to action.

We walked up on stage and noticed that every single input and output had been unplugged.

I wish it didn’t exist. Sin. Leaders who sin. The evil that destroys. (all sin does)

Does your church have non-leaders leading, non-singers singing, non-musicians playing, non-communicators communicating, etc.? Many churches live in this uncomfortable reality.

We were 100% designed for freedom. Sadly, we don’t often live like it. What limits us?

Any stage amplifies what’s already there. Any spotlight highlights what was hidden. If I want to be freer on stage, I need to know what freedom is offstage.

According to allthingsontimeperformance.com, the average on-time performance (OTP) of airlines in the USA is 79.07%. Does that sound like your worship team?

As followers of Christ, we have been given a spirit of power, a spirit of love, and a spirit of self-control. We have not been given spirits of fear.

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.”