That'll keep you going through the show, come on it's time to go...

Getting ready to go to the lab. AKA, my office at the church.

So day 1 without one of my meds..I think I'm okay so far. I woke up with a rager of a headache, and I definitely feel really chilled out. Have a great sense of clarity right now that is nice. But it's only a few hours into the day - who knows - I could turn into the Great Pumpkin later, which will work out great since I'm leading worship tonight.

It's days like today where I wonder if I should have a microphone in front of me. I am amazed at the high level of responsibility that comes with having a microphone in front of you, and people listening. I think there's a huge veil of the Spirit that keeps my mouth shut from time to time, and it's a good thing.

We've all had our moments - said goofy things to our congregations, had bloopers, said things in a moment of passion that maybe should've been kept at bay, leashed out in less-than-righteous anger at things, etc.

But then there are those beautiful moments where the Spirit leads, and you're reading the crowd, and in a millisecond you know exactly what to say. And you didn't plan it. But it was right in the pocket, and it was God-given, designed and crafted for those people at that moment.

I love those moments. You can't predict them, and you can't plan them in the order of worship.

The amazing thing is that I seem to be most receptive to those moments when I'm on stage broken, vulnerable, and busted. I don't know why that is the case, but it seems to be. I think somehow when we're rattled and frayed at the seams, it allows more of the annointing to be released in a way that could only be explained by grace.