I’ll be brutally honest. I used to not get worship. The hand waving, the singing, the full surrender. I didn’t understand it. And if I’m being real, I was embarrassed by it. Ashamed, even.

How many times do we withhold our praise because we’re worried about how it looks? How often do we offer half-hearted, open-eyed prayers before a meal because we don’t want to stand out?

If that’s you, I want to encourage you today.