I got back today from what may have been the most incredible week of my life so far. The National Worship Leaders Conference was absolutely amazing. Mind, Spirit, Soul, and Body..all came back changed. Though the body is mostly, but not completely, from pure exhaustion. 
I am way too wiped out to write anything comprehensive tonight. But I wrote this little tidbit for our worship team’s blog and I wanted to share it with you too! 
I ask for your prayers for a speedy vocal recovery from this week - nine sessions of incredible praise and worship in three days - plus unlimited intense fellowship and rowdy laughter…I’m on the verge of laryngitis! Plus please pray that what happened in Austin does not stay in Austin - for me or for anyone else who attended. (unless of course they actually live there in which case it would be good for it to stay there and…man I’m tired. 
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For me, one of the most worshipful moments at the whole conference made no sound at all. Down at the bottom of the auditorium, right in front of the stage, during every lecture and every concert, sat the sign language translators. They were always a joy to watch - but during the night-time concerts/worship sessions - they were a shining example of total praise. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from this young man, his whole body involved in communicating not just the words, but the power and the joy of the music to his small audience. He even signed guitar solos! And the expression on his face…. You couldn’t help but worship along with him.
And it hit me that this was a beautiful example of truly dancing in the Spirit. He wasn’t just moving to the music, he was conveying MEANING. Passion and communication in the service of believers, in communion with believers, and for the glory of God.
note: No criticism of any other form of dancing in the Spirit is intended