Joy in the Journey

You could say that I started figuring out what my “calling” was when I was seventeen years old. It had been lingering with me, as I hummed and sang to myself while I played with my dolls or in the old storage shed attached to our house. MUSIC. It moved me in a way nothing else ever could. The feel of music, the way it creates its own artwork in people's ears, how its emotion can move our soul and inspire us was fascinating to me.   As I grew older and fell more in love with Jesus and worshipping with His body, music took...