Yesterday was Stephen’s first Christmas musical as a worship leader. I’m extremely proud of him and how hard he has worked to make it a success. He loves his choir, and we love our church.
But being married to a worship leader and choir director has its quirks. At the end of last night’s service, one of the choir members joked that we must be burned out on Christmas music. (We are; we’ve been listening to it for months.) But listening to Christmas music in June isn’t the only “weird” thing about being married to a worship leader. I thought I would share some of the interesting things about being married to a worship leader today.
1. You find guitar picks everywhere. In the couch cushions, on the bathroom floor, on nightstands, on kitchen tables . . . everywhere. And we wonder how they get lost so easily. 🙂
2. You know every “new” song before it’s introduced in the church—because you’ve heard it played in the car 54897413257 times. It’s not new to you anymore. You are, in fact, over it. (“Salvation is Here”—I hate it.)
3. You randomly find hymnals and chord charts among the other books on your bookshelf. Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, and oh, hey, The Baptist Hymnal.
4. You get roped into doing things like narrating the Christmas program. (Just kidding, I love doing things like that.)
5. You hear a song on the radio and immediately think, Would this be a good choir special? Should I send him a text and tell him to listen to it?
6. You understand the “seasons” of music—Christmas and Easter. While the church might not be singing Christmas music in July, your worship leader spouse is listening to it. And come January, Easter music will begin. (What? You don’t know what Easter music is? Any song about the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus, of course.)
7. And speaking of music seasons, Christmas starts early. I mean, early. We started listening to Christmas music early in the summer, but I still wasn’t allowed to put the tree up. Hrrmph.
All that to say, I love my husband. I think he does an incredible job leading people in worship—he hides himself behind the cross every time he steps up to lead and does it with joy. I was so proud to see him lead his first Christmas musical. It was worth the eight months of Christmas carols I’ve endured. I’m so thankful he has a church choir that loves the Lord and loves to sing—they have made his job 10x easier. And I love being married to a worship leader and serving alongside him in ministry . . . even if it means I find guitar picks underneath the couch.