I started writing the music for this song when I got my first guitar in 1992. The lyrics came together over the next 15 years as I recalled the day my older brother told me goodbye before moving far away to Chicago to start his first job after finishing college.

While on a mission trip to Guatemala in 2006, I awoke from a dream with this song in my head--the music ad the lyrics. I got up and went to the roof of our hotel with my guitar and wrote everything out. My best friend and I sang i for our mission team after breakfast.

Originally written back in 1999, this 2025 version of the instrumental song takes me back to the beautiful chaos of those early family dinners—mandolins, guitars, flutes, and drums all swirling together like the mess our little one used to make in the high chair. It’s a warm, foot-tapping Americana tune where the music feels as lively, unpredictable, and joyful as those nights around the table when life was crazy, loud, and full of love.

This hard-driving Southern Rock testimony hits like a revival meeting wrapped in thunder. Fueled by the raw honesty of a prayer found in my Grandma’s Bible, the song roars with guitar grit and gospel conviction. It’s a cry for cleansing, a plea for surrender, and a bold declaration that Jesus still takes broken lives and makes them new. With its rising intensity, shouted pleas, and spiritual fire, this track sounds like the moment a heart turns around and never looks back.

The Rolling River is a foot-tapping Americana rock song that moves with the same unstoppable energy as the river it describes. Blending earthy rhythms with a spiritual heartbeat, the song celebrates the life-giving flow of God’s Spirit—refreshing, cleansing, and overflowing with joy. With vivid imagery, creation’s music, and toe-tapping family memories, this track feels like a sun-drenched revival by the water’s edge, where grace rolls on and no one can keep from moving.

I wrote this emotional rock song in 1999 as a young husband and father. I was thinking about what it would be like if I died and my wife had to carry on without me.

A high-energy P-Funk gospel jam bursting with bass grooves, big horns, and cosmic preacher-funk vibes. Humor meets holiness as the song challenges listeners to stop “going to church” and start being the church. Funky, joyful, loud, and full of Holy Ghost swagger.

“Covered Up in Boys” is a sultry, vintage lounge-jazz number delivered with Marilyn Monroe–style charm and Jessica Rabbit flair. With smoky nightclub vibes and playful double meaning, the song tells the irresistible story of a woman who comes home, purrs “Hello boys…,” and is instantly smothered in affection—not from admirers, but from her loyal pets. Warm, flirty, and cheekily glamorous, it blends humor and heat into a smooth, velvet-red performance.

A high-energy hip-hop track with gospel soul, punchy boom-bap drums, and a motivational message about being the church in everyday life. Spoken-word preacher moments mix with rhythmic rap verses and a chantable, uplifting hook. Bold, humorous, and deeply spiritual.

"Get Up!" is a gritty, hard-hitting beat with distorted guitar riffs and pounding drums, setting up an intense, hardcore rap vibe. The feel is no-nonsense, motivational, and straight to the point. It's time to get and get moving!