Today, I don't want to work in a church.
Today, I don't want to work at all.
Today, I must lead others...I must lead them where I don't want to go.

It's a job...it's what I do.
It's my life...I still own it.
It's ministry...I'm still scared of it.

God's love is deep, mine is shallow
God's love is full, mine is empty
God's love is real...is mine?

I'm paid to love God and people...Maybe I need a paycut.

Serving God is much easier than knowing Him.

Who do I want God to be today? A father.
Please hold me...carry me...cradle me...sing to me.

Sometimes Sunday's are the worst days to be a minister.
Church can feel like a show.
I'm on stage...not Jesus.

Here I am to worship, here I am to bow down
Here I am to say that, 'You're my God.'
You're altogether lovely, altogether worthy
Altogether wonderful to me.......

These words seemed so empty coming from my mouth this morning.
I hated that I was singing them.
I needed to sing them.
I bow my head in shame...and yet, he's still my God...still wonderful to me.
I am here to worship.

Change me, O God...