It’s really easy in the busyness of life for a spirit of envy and jealousy to convince us that we need to be doing more, achieving more, engaged in more of something or be somewhere else. This is a lie from the enemy that will steal your gaze from Christ, and the purpose for which He made you.

I don’t share this song story lightly, or with the expectation of it being viewed as some personal victory after struggle. This story is not about me overcoming anything in my own right, because I didn’t. This is a story of submission and surrender, and of a God who paves the way for healing and victory when all we have the strength to do is kneel at His feet.

I remember driving home after the final rehearsal for our recent album, Live at the Black Box Theatre. It was early May 2019 -- the trees were just beginning to bloom, and life was returning to the world after the coldest Wisconsin winter I’d ever experienced living here in nearly eight and a half years.

It was a Monday.

I just rolled into work at our Winona campus, ready to start another week of ministry. The start of my week usually begins with some kind soaking prayer and worship (it helps after a weekend of pouring out, to start your week getting poured into) and pacing the chairs of the worship center to pray over them. Then I got a phone call.

It was my Mom. My sister just had a miscarriage.

…going into recording “One Desire” for the Black Box project was such a season for me -- my husband runs as hard and passionately as I do, and one day after a long rehearsal we were driving home in the evening and had to pull over because Aaron was having heart-attack-like symptoms.