So many musicians have to put their music dreams “on hold”, while facing the responsibilities of everyday life. Life happens; bills need to be paid, food needs to be on the table. There is nothing wrong with taking a ‘real job’ in order to make a living. For many years I climbed the ladder, and with each promotion came more money.  Yet with all my rationale behind how I was making the quality of life better for everyone around me, nothing ever seemed to fill the void that was left in my heart when I walked away from full-time music and ministry. Most of us can recite a litany of progress throughout our working career, complete with milestones and awards. What we don’t talk about on our bio, CV and resume are “between the lines” events we don’t want to admit to; quite often knee-jerk moments we wouldn’t even tell our dog about. If you look between my lines, on one side you would see an impressive pedigree, trips around the world and 4 beautiful children; but on the flip side you would see an overbalance of long-forgotten dreams, lost years, failures, heartaches, loss of friends and family, awkward relationships, tragedies, misunderstandings, tearing and healing, ever-so-humbling forgiveness, disappointments, and tears (all the things that make up a songwriter). Where my shining moments are a song, my stumblings are a symphony.  Yet as I look back over my life now, I realize It was the “life-happens” era of my life that forged me into the person I have become. Truly grateful for every pitfall, mishap and tragedy that came my way,  I now realize, in hindsight, God had to humble me before I could be of any use to Him.