confrontation

Frustrated. I remember like it was yesterday, spending my mornings driving around, just so I could be left alone to my thoughts. See, I was working at a church as the Worship Leader and it was killing me. Not the job I had, I loved where I was serving and the church, but the Pastor was the challenge. The problem was that he had quit preaching the Gospel. Sunday mornings had turned into fun little feel-good services. People were coming in wanting something with substance, yet the Pastor was full of motivational speeches and pep talks. This was not going to work.