Author: Tucker Musick

Giving Thanks in a God-sized Way

When Nicole first scheduled me for this blog I thought, “Crap, I have to write a blog that’s worth $500,000.” As Thanksgiving approaches, so does our annual Thanksgiving Offering. Our goal is $500,000, which for me comes with a little vomit-in-the-mouth feeling when I say it. For a chicken-farm church, this goal may seem astronomical or insurmountable or insert your own adjective, but pretty much everything that comes from God seems like that to us. God’s vision for us, for His church, is far greater than any one of us could ever think of. No one in Carroll County would have predicted a church out on Highway 113 would set out to build a community center at the other end of the bypass. No one at SoHills would have expected our 2017 Thanksgiving Offering goal to be double what it was last year. But that’s because we didn’t come up it. This vision we are walking out daily has been entrusted to us by God to show Carrollton and the nation what it truly means to love …

Win the War, Die to Yourself

Over the past two years, our Student Pastor, Keith Trollinger, has been training and leading me to be the Campus Pastor and Chaplain at the Central School cluster. During the months of August through November, if you were to ask me what I’m doing the answer would most likely be related to football. Part of being the Chaplain for the Central High and Middle School football teams includes being a spiritual leader to the students as well as the coaches and their staff. I’m there on the practice field leading devotionals, in the weight room praying for students before games, and in the multi-purpose room every Tuesday night eating cheap pizza and leading a Bible study with the football team. I have invested a lot of time into these guys and have built strong relationships with a lot of the athletes and coaches. During the first football game of the season for Central High, I caught a glimpse of Keith and immediately thought, “Why is he here? Shouldn’t he be at Carrollton? Who does he think he …

You Have No Right To Throw That Stone

In college, I had this friend who was in a fraternity. He was notorious for being the “life of the party” at any social, formal, or party. In class one day, he told me that after his weekend of heavy partying, he woke up in the morning to find himself naked in the middle of a sorority house across the street from his fraternity. What started as bragging, became a confession.  His voice changed and I could see guilt, shame, and regret written all over his face. My outward appearance showed little interest, but in my heart, I was casting stones. “Are you kidding me?” “How could you do something so degrading?” “Where is your heart at, man?” “And you call yourself a Christian…” I was so concerned with his heart when I should have been looking at my own. What right do I have in playing judge and jury? What right did I have in casting stones? The Pharisees thought because their outward behavior was “more righteous” than that of a sinner, they were better …

Are You Stepping Out In Faith?

Something that I love to do is exercise. Working out for me is a time to relax, as contradictory as that sounds. Lifting weights, running, anything along those lines is a mindless activity for me. It’s time I get to hang out with the guys and my fiancé.  It’s a way to better myself. When I get in a workout routine, my body quickly adapts and my progress becomes stagnant, but I like the predictable. I have a friend who works hard to “confuse” his muscles to get the most out of every exercise. Wrapped up in KT tape, Ace Bandages, and blood blisters, when this guy shows me a new workout, the entire I’m thinking there is no way I am doing this. I like my comfort of my routine. We have that same mentality with God. We develop a bubble of comfort we hesitate to step out of. When we look at the servants at the wedding at Cana, we see the faith of servants as they stepped out in obedience (see John 2:1-12). We …

Don’t Avoid Your Fear, Jump Into The River of Doubt

Every summer I go with a group of friends to this place called High Rock. Our first trip there I had no idea what to expect. I thought maybe we were going rock climbing or maybe hiking up a small mountain, but that’s not what my friends had in mind. After driving down some rough back country roads, we reached High Rock. We parked the trucks and walked out onto a rock that overlooks a basin of water thirty feet below. I started to panic. I wondered what we were doing there until I saw one of my friends run full speed off the rock and disappear into the water below. My panic level was at an all-time high, but none of the guys knew it. I didn’t want to tell them I was scared of heights. I doubted the water was deep enough to slow my momentum and prevent me from smashing my legs into the ground beneath. I was full of fear and I refused to jump until I saw everyone else jump and knew it was safe. I …

Who Do You Think Is In Control?

When I was 18, fresh out of high school entering college, I thought I had my whole life planned out. I was going to go to the University of West Georgia, save a little bit of money, transfer after two years, and go to the University of Georgia.  I’d get a business degree, go live in Atlanta, and work for a financial corporation. That was the plan and I thought I was in control. God had a different plan. God broke me down and basically said, “Dude, what do you think you control?” I wrestled with that question, thinking I controlled everything, “This is my life and I can take it wherever I want.”   Scripture says this type of thinking is idolatry in my own self. I believed I was in control, that I was the god of my life, but that was not the case. Paul shows us in Ephesians 3:1, that Christ is in control: When I think of all this, I, Paul, a prisoner of Christ Jesus for the benefit of you …

Are you Observing and Redeeming the Culture?

When I first was brought on to the Southern Hills team, Keith overly stressed the importance of campus ministry and the value of being at the schools as a youth pastor.  I was about to leave his office and Keith said, “When you’re on campus, observe.” He may not have known how important that one word was, but it has stuck with me. Observe. The task seemed simple in my mind: go to the schools and look around. But when applied, observing is much greater than just looking. When I’m on the campus of a local school, the first thing I do is stand in the back of the cafeteria and really observe. I see the athletes, the scene kids, the lost freshmen who are still trying to figure out high school even though it’s January. I see leaders—good and bad.  I see wickedness, brokenness, and the fruits of the Spirit. Mostly I see a culture that is lost, much like when Paul was in Athens (seeActs 17:16-34). He was surrounded by a culture made up …

You Are Just An Ambassador, Not the Savior

Jumping into a full-time internship here at SoHills, I tried to do everything. I tried to be at every church event, every football practice, every football game, school lunches every week… I tried to make my presence be known everywhere. I thought I was doing the right thing. Instead, I became exhausted and unhappy. My priorities were all messed up. I put too much value on what others thought; about the public image of “SoHills Intern Tucker Musick.” I knew expectations were high and I didn’t want to let anyone down. But the truth is I can’t do everything for everyone.  In Exodus 18, the Israelites had just left Egypt and Moses was leading them through the wilderness. At this time, Moses had been doing absolutely everything! Moses and I had a very similar mentality: the mentality of “I.” I have to do this. I have to be here. I have to be at this event. Only I can do it. Moses replied, “Because the people come to me to get a ruling from God. When a dispute arises, they come to …