I have heard this term before, but I just read a post linked to one of the blogs I sometimes read that really caused me some thought, some uncomfortable thought actually. The worship leader is the one who gets up and leads the congregation in corporate worship as we know it in most contemporary churches in America. However, Steve Corn in his post here points out that the most effective worship leaders are the lead worshipers, and how he feels like in his own life, he has become less a lead worshiper and more of a worship leader.
I can very much relate to this, as over the years I have struggled with getting more wrapped up in all that goes into leading worship, than consumed in my heart with worshiping the one true God in Spirit and in Truth, which was the whole point in the first place, and something I feel I used to do so much more. I am grateful that I stumbled across this post that reminds me that first and foremost, I am a worshiper of God, and when I am worshiping him, I will be far more effective in leading others to do the same!
I can very much relate to this, as over the years I have struggled with getting more wrapped up in all that goes into leading worship, than consumed in my heart with worshiping the one true God in Spirit and in Truth, which was the whole point in the first place, and something I feel I used to do so much more. I am grateful that I stumbled across this post that reminds me that first and foremost, I am a worshiper of God, and when I am worshiping him, I will be far more effective in leading others to do the same!

Real quick before I get off the free wi-fi and get a bite before heading to home, here is a picture of the first pitch of the Monday night game that the Dbacks won. It was a great game, a great pitchers duel between Haren and Beckett. We were sitting in grandstand section 31, row 9 and had a really nice view of the stadium (not that there is a real bad view). We were in a section with several Dback fans, and to tell you the truth, I was surprised by the number of Dback fans who were there. There was a father and son from Awatukee, as well as a father and son from NorCal who were fans. Anyway, it was cool to have a few others to cheer with. Only had one Sox fan curse me under his breath as Ben and I walked back to the subway station. Other than a short rain delay, it was a great night of baseball! We loved it.