My ambition as a senior in high school was to be the next Amy Grant. Tis true. Singing has been around me and in me my entire life. My mother, who graduated with a degree in music herself, tells me that when I was a toddler, I would lay in bed at night and just sing. Sing, sing, sing. No wonder it’s in me. But since that time, another love has invaded my heart and my mind. I never imagined in a million years that anything could surpass my love of music. And while that love for music is still strong, still very strong, so strong that there is a part of me that hopes they’ll make an American Idol for people in their 40’s, my love for writing is stronger. I write in my head while I’m lying in bed at night or driving in my car or listening to friends talk. I don’t try to do all of those things, it just happens. I’m now wired this way. I think back to those days of wanting to sing and record. Days where I would have given anything to have been noticed for my voice. But nothing happened and I am convinced it is because God had something else in mind. Something else that would bring him more glory. This is my gig. It’s what I do. And I am absolutely loving every minute of it. Thanks, God, for steering me in a direction where I can share more of you with the world.