I remain God's humble servant.

When I was 18, I went to a Baptist church with my girlfriend, and had a breakthrough when a pastor laid hands on me on an altar call. I wept that evening and realized how numb I had become with God and how He was calling to me for restoration. I received that blessing and went on to raising my three children in a Lutheran Church in the Bay Area as a member of Journey.

The different part of writing and singing worship lies in the identity and truth of God's Word and true intention for us as His followers on this Earth.

God has provided true musical and spiritual restoration.

I felt my faith was on again off again until I met Paula White, who saw that the Lord had other plans; there was a weightiness to my spirit. She gave me the news that God loved me and wanted his son back. She spoke to the king in me and gave me new hope I could get right with God. The God I had hungered for; the Father I had been missing.

My father was a deeply spiritual, prophetic man, [who] I adored. I watched him pray as a boy and wanted to know the "Jesus" he shed tears for.

The parents used to drag the little ones, and now the kids are coming--and they're not little anymore. Things are evolving. Maybe there's a renaissance for our music.