((This post first appeared on The Gospel Economist.)) I'm a worrier. It’s not crippling. Worrying is more like a slight headache for me: constantly throbbing, but generally forgettable if I’m having enough fun. But it’s still there. Always there. In elementary school, I worried about my friends liking me. I wore hand-me-downs, didn’t have cable, … Continue reading When Hillsong Leaves You Dry-Eyed