To request to be a servant… absolutely horrendous when leaning toward anything outside of being an

To request to be a servant… absolutely horrendous when leaning toward anything outside of being an extension of the merciful, gracious, intentional and protective covering of who God is to us. When we think about someone who is called a server at a restaurant a lot of us are upset when we find out about a wage that is too low for what they’re worth or treatment that is outside of the way they should be treated. While these cannot be side-by-side comparisons, the reality is that choosing servanthood should never mean losing sight of worth and value. Ironically, one of the most beautiful ways to value others, IS to serve them.

quite often when people want to know my choice to sing… write… travel… tour… only a part of it has to do with work. As in - it’s my job and i love it. But it’s more than my job. because there’s the occasion I’m spending time working with gear or as a mentor in a way that hopefully builds the musical elements of a church or live show, and my voice, face or “name” is nowhere to be found.

when I heard this song on my vinyl of Psalty Kids Praise 4 (I LOVE THAT BLUE BIBLE, Y’ALL) my mind was blown. The idea that I could be tasked with lifting up the weak? And if I surrounded myself with other people who wanted to do the same… then when I’m weak… that means they could be a part of lifting me.

I may have been very young, but it was very clear. I wanted to serve. I love to serve. And this song still rings in my head often.

Honorable mention to it being one of my sister’s favorite songs as a kid and I feel like she’s gonna want her credit so lemme see if I get a text about this or not… hahahah

Also my last honorable mention is to note that i do also think the Lord wants us to take care of ourselves and not neglect our wellbeing in the “name” of serving but there’s so much i could add and I’ll be typing all day so hopefully yall understand where im coming from k bye 😩🫣