I have found such freedom in songwriting for and with Jesus. It’s been my space to hear Him and move with Him. I find He is always challenging me with a new style of music and that He handpicks perfectly for His intended audience.

I am still learning to trust what I hear.

It takes practice and crucifying fear and knowing that He undergirds me even when my hearing is not perfect.

I find I love when He gives me scripture to a melody. Even paraphrased the power remains by His Spirit. Sometimes He shows me how to put myself into His word so that I may sing His desires over myself and others.

The Word of God transcends every generation. It was for THEN and it is still for NOW. It saddens me when I hear theologians act as if the breath of God is not still speaking today to His people. That kind of lifeless doctrine will lead only to a slow death.

The last few years we have been in a shift together. He let me know He was giving me a new style and to simply follow. It was hard to let Him have back His gift to me so that He could make it new in this season. I am so glad I walked through the fear of such a change. Change often brings adventure.

I never know what He will give me next in the way of a song. A song of deliverance or a tender heart cry. A call for hearts to come for healing or a cry for repentance.

I can tell you this…we have a new song being prepared now for production that has stirred deeply in me just after hearing the instrumental.

It is a song calling for His purifying fire to fall. Crying out to God to purge our hearts from all unclean and wicked things.

I am expectant that it is a cry He will answer and that just as He did with Isaiah, He will touch our lips again with His coal. We, desperately, need the fire today.

We are His stewards only. Every good gift comes from ABOVE. We are simply responsible for releasing that which is in His very heart.

My job as a called Psalmist?

Seek first the Kingdom and His righteousness…

He does the rest.