Day 19--{music}

"Music"

I've grown up just on the edge of a life of music. What do I mean? My mom was a bar singer from the time I was very young. She came by it naturally since my grandfather was a singer and musician, as well. My own first performance was "Delta Dawn." I think I was five. As the years wore on, I became more self-conscious about singing on stage and not especially more talented. Fast forward to New Years's Eve 1997. I meet a sweet, sexy man...and someone tells me he's in a band. I married that man and, today, he doesn't head up a rock and roll band anymore, but he sings sweet songs of worship to the Lord.

These people and memories and music are my treasures,
our worship is treasure to Jesus...