We’re hosting a work team of young missionaries of the Mennonite flavor.

As you make your way down our lane, several wooden signs are hanging from the tall cypress trees, each with a phrase from Psalm 23.

My college friend Shad recently posted a video on Facebook to rally the troops.

Very early in my worship leading journey, I attended a worship conference that marked me for life.

Yesterday, when I needed it most, I found a scriptural encouragement on old Mission Challenge letterhead while cleaning out a storage room on the farm where we live.

I sat around the table with my worship leader friends and asked them this question. “What’s it like when you schedule training for your team?”

I found out about a recent conference called “ALTARS.”

I’m using an app on my iPhone to track my activity level.

I saw this image, and it captured my current season.

There’s lots of talk about what is happening at Asbury.

Do I have what it takes?

While I was growing up, on many Sunday mornings, my family would eat coffee soup.

I was twenty-six. Having recently moved cross-country, leaving the long summers of South Texas for the short ones of Pennsylvania, I was learning many new customs in this new culture.

I read a job description for a Director of Music and was struck by the first “Core Competency” required.

This is not us!

A worship leader recently asked me how to improve the quality of their services. That’s easy.

And the fingernail on the ring finger has never been the same.

It’s time to deepen your life with God.

What makes someone a superstitious worship leader? Might you be one?

You may be in one of those glorious seasons where you click with everyone on your team. Or…