I absolutely love everything about Christmas music.
Don’t chase accomplishments, people or positions to find your worth. You’re already loved as you are by the Father.
Humility is the key characteristic of a worship leader. Actually, the key for any great leader.
Worship: Where God isn’t moved by the quality of our voice but by the condition of our hearts.
Worship isn’t a feeling you wait for, it’s a choice you make.
I lift my hands to believe again. You are my refuge. You are my strength. As I pour out my heart, these things I remember, You are faithful, God, forever.
You lead me and keep me from falling. You carry me close to Your heart. And surely Your goodness and mercy will follow me.
And If our God is for us, then who could ever stop us, and if our God is with us, then what can stand against?
Remember: In the end, you’re not living to impress your friends or your relatives or your coworkers. All of life is for Jesus.
Worship comes from a thankful heart.
I am Loved by the King, and it makes my heart want to sing!
When I write songs, I try to write in a way to reach as many people as I can, to be a lighthouse versus a flashlight.
Music connects with the soul. I think it’s the quickest art form to the soul.
Jesus Messiah, name above all names, blessed Redeemer, Emmanuel, the rescue for sinners, the ransom from Heaven, Jesus Messiah, Lord of all.
I remember being in church. We would do the live nativity in my little town and I remember pulling the sheep. I was the shepherd, so I was pulling the sheep around town, down Main Street. I thought that was the most awesome, coolest thing ever.
The worship leader God is after is the one whose heart is captured by Him.
Could someone look at your life or look at my life and name me a Christian? A humbling thought for sure.
I think that deep inside, all of humanity knows there’s truth here, whether they want to admit it or not. There’s a joy that comes in Christmas. There’s a season of giving, so people feel this generosity.
Could’ve come like a mighty storm. With all the strength of a hurricane. You could’ve come like a forest fire with the power of Heaven in Your flame. But You came like a winter snow, quiet and soft and slow. Falling from the sky in the night to the earth below.
I played at my church every once in a while, but that’s not a good gauge, because everybody loves you at your church.