Sometimes You Need to Sing

Today, I’m not going to write. Instead, I’d like to share a song with you that’s had me wrecked since I played it Sunday. Wherever you’re at today, if there’s something you’re holding on to, now is the time to let it go. Forgive, ask forgiveness, surrender...leave it at His feet. I’m right there with… Continue reading Sometimes You Need to Sing


Creating Art in a Selfie World

You write so many words                                               for people to like them You have to post a thousand pics                                 for…… Continue reading Creating Art in a Selfie World


camaraderie (n.) – a mutual trust and friendship among people Art is such an interesting thing. It has the opportunity to bring the whole world together, and also can stir erroneous competition. Healthy artists will lend themselves to creating art which serves the first; unhealthy artists will take it upon themselves to prove their worth…… Continue reading Camaraderie

Practice Makes…

Many people would finish this sentence with the word perfect. I can’t, however, bring myself to do that. Practice makes…well…something. Gosh, I really hate practice. That is a strong word, hate. So maybe I’ll say something like loathe, or detest, or despise. I started out my musical endeavors as most kids do, tickling the ivories. My grandparents paid for lessons…… Continue reading Practice Makes…

Dead Man’s Dreams

I’ve been attempting to get through this record for several weeks since its release. Driving home running some errands yesterday, I had a listen to this song and the chorus really hit me. I don’t want to dance anymore with dark nostalgia // I don’t want to hold hands with the dreams of a dead…… Continue reading Dead Man’s Dreams

People Come, People Go

Last night the music community lost another great. I’m trying to understand the emotions I’ve been feeling around the death of Tom Petty in the midst of all the recent tragedies our world is experiencing (i.e. The Vegas Massacre). Why do some things, even more terrible, not cause the heart to break like others? It’s…… Continue reading People Come, People Go

If it Isn’t God, I’d be Crazy

I’ve heard it said that you find your truest passion when looking back at childhood dreams. In doing so, it appears I’ve been passionate about a lot of crazy things. As a child, I wanted to be everything from a secretary to a veterinarian. I think it was because at 7 years old, computers seemed…… Continue reading If it Isn’t God, I’d be Crazy