I grew up in a small country church in Alexandria, VA where my grandfather was the Pastor and my grandmother taught Sunday School and played the piano.   My mom and dad took me to my first gospel concert when I was only 3 weeks old...and I have loved gospel music for as long as I can remember.  We sang out of the "Red Book" at our church.  Every time the church doors were open we were at church and my dad was one who did NOT want to be late, so he told us what time we were leaving for church and if you weren't ready by that time.... you went NOT ready.  There wasn't an option in my house whether you were going to church or not - you were going.  I'm so thankful for my parents and grandparents who instilled in me a love for church, a love for the Word and a love for music.  

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I remember during our annual homecoming service, which was a big dinner on the ground, afternoon singing, and the beginning of a spring revival, that the preacher was preaching that night and at 11 years old I knew that my parents and grandparents weren't able to guarantee me salvation but it was something I had to accept for myself.  That night I walked down the aisle of our church and knelt at an old wooden altar and asked the Lord to come into my heart.  I'll never forget that day, I'll never forget that feeling, and I’ll never forget the moment that God wrote my name in the Lamb's Book of Life.  

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A lot has happened since I was 11 years old.  Life has not always been easy and things that I thought would never change, they did.  I have experienced many emotions both happy and heartbreaking, but through the constant changes life has presented one thing has remained constant - Jesus Christ.  He promised me that He would not leave me alone, promised that He would be faithful even when I wasn't, promised to supply all my needs, promised that He is always working in my life, and when I thought the song in my heart was gone forever somehow managed to break through the hurt and pain and began gathering my shattered life pieces and began to work and mold me into a vessel He could still use.  My vessel may have a few cracks and scars, but He filled it with a song I can't quit singing.  God has blessed me beyond my wildest expectations and I'm so thankful to be singing for Him.  

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God has exhibited His A+ plan in my life.  When I'm not on the road, I enjoy spending time with my husband, Randy, our six children and eleven grandchildren.

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