A minor surgery became a defining moment for me - was I ready to meet the Lord? Along with my many sins, I would have to confess to playing scrabble and suduko, instead of sharing my faith, and sharing His songs - songs the Lord put in my heart years ago; the paper they were written on had literally grown moldy, as they were on my basement floor.
    I'm no saint. I had never shared my Faith with many of my friends and family, for many reasons, none of them very good.... I had my share of skeletons in my closet, and I often hesitated to "talk the talk", since there were times that I hadn't always "walked the walk"....and there are all kinds of reasons, musically and otherwise, why these songs could stay unheard....but - We are all sinners, and Jesus loves and forgives when we ask. His Mercy is new every morning - So, here's to a new start & a new song!!!!
   (and the Dr. told me that gallbladders weren't needed - little did he know)