When the lights go down, who are you singing to?

Worship leading is strange work.
You stand in front of people, pointing to Someone they can’t see.
And if you’re not careful, over time, you start to believe the light shining on you is the same as the light shining from Him.

The stage can feel sacred. But it’s also seductive.
Because when the lights go down and the haze rises, the line between presence and performance can blur.

It doesn’t happen overnight.
It happens in small ways —
when the applause feels affirming,
when the energy in the room becomes the measure of success,
when silence feels like failure.

But the truth is, the anointing doesn’t ride the lighting cue.
It comes from a life that has been with Jesus.

The private altar will always burn longer than the public stage.
And the presence of God will always outshine your best setlist.

So when the lights go down this Sunday, remember:
You’re not performing. You’re pointing.
You’re not trying to move the room — you’re helping the room see the One who moves hearts.

And when you do,
the light that fills the space
won’t be yours — but it will be enough.