WORSHIP. That’s what my personalized license plate says on my little PT Cruiser.
That plate has generated many comments – so far, all positive. I’ve had people give me thumbs up when they drive past me on the road. I even found a note on my windshield one day that said, “I love your license plate!” Truth be told, I’ve wondered sometimes if people think my plate is an expectation that they would worship ME. Not the case, of course.
Worship is defined as “adoring reverence or regard (dictionary.com).” Many who know me probably aren’t surprised by my plate because they know that I am a worship leader and have been for many years in the churches I have been a part of. I am by no stretch of the imagination the best worship leader. But I do love to worship. I love to give “adoring reverence or regard” to God.
If you knew me as my wife knows me, you would understand what worship means to me. Allow me to peel back the covers a bit and let you in on something I’ve held very close to my chest. I have battled depression and severe insecurity for much of my life. I have had periods in my life where I have contemplated suicide. When I get discouraged, if I’m not careful, that’s where my mind jumps to almost immediately. I have been a bundle of nerves. Most people would never guess it — I don’t wear it on my sleeve. But, that has been my secret reality for many years.
A few years back, my wife and I with our children, began attending a “country” church near where we live outside of Hot Springs, Arkansas. The pastors of this church have, what I consider an uncanny ability to present Biblical teaching in the most practical way I’ve ever heard — in a way that even I can get a hold of. The teaching I’ve sat under here has begun to change my thinking and unlock this whole way of life I have known.
As I’ve been in the long process of finding the blessed life that God has promised to those who believe in His Son Jesus, WORSHIP has been my lifeline. When I sit down at the keyboard and pour out the depths of my soul to God there, I find hope. Life is exchanged there. So for me, worship is more than just singing a few good songs. I am plugging in. I’m connecting — to my Source of Life.
Depression is really an intense focus on SELF. Well, the cure for that is an intense focus on the ONE who is the answer to the deepest cry of our hearts. Psalm 139:12 says, “…even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day, for darkness is as light to you.” So, when I let Him into the darkness of my soul, He calls it day. That changes me.
I have to worship. If I don’t, I have nothing but hopelessness. Perhaps you have found yourself spiraling into hopelessness and despair. As the old hymn says, “Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face. And the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace.”



To connect meaningfully with others is not easy, at least not for me. I have to force myself out of my comfort zone to do it. I kind of like my “c-zone.” But, not really. I guess I’ve just gotten used to it and anything beyond that is a little scary.