Dripping Wet

We’re leading worship at Eric’s church tomorrow.

We practiced tonight.

There was something magical about it. Comfortable, familiar, but new and transformative.

I miss the part of making music that changes me. Leading – always leading – is hard, because the leadership always has to transcend the artistry. If there are other people on the stage with you, you have to lead, if you’re the leader. There’s no escape. Sometimes – most times – that’s an awesome privilege. Sometimes – most times – it’s also very heavy.

When somebody else is wearing that hat, the opportunity for pure joy arrives. And when you trust that person implicitly – on a personal level as well as a musician – say, for instance, that person is your brother – then heaven cracks open to give your soul a chance to sing.

Sometimes you don’t know how dry you are until somebody pours a bucket of water on your head. Tonight, I’m soaked.

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