After High School I enrolled in a Discipleship Training School in Ensenada, Mexico, which was offered through a mission organization called YWAM. It was a spiritually significant time for me as I was encountering God in personal ways that I never had before. It was a time of intense spiritual surgery…God being the doctor and me being the patient of course.

Before coming to Mexico, I had been in the traditional Lutheran church almost exclusively. But I had enrolled myself in a school where the students had different denominational backgrounds. Needless to say I began seeing expressions of worship that I never saw in the Lutheran church; one of them being the lifting of hands while worshipping.

I vividly remember when I began to break out of my shell and lift my hands when I worshipped. As my hands were in the air, I would slyly scan the room, even look behind me, to see if anyone else was lifting their hands so I wouldn’t be the only one doing it. Well, it turns out that I wasn’t so sly, because after a little while I started to get lovingly mocked for my insecurity. Because it was all in good spirit, the teasing of my friends actually helped me realize that I had no reason to be insecure.

Lately I’ve been studying the different expressions of worship that our found in the book of Psalms. Click to continue »