On my 18th birthday, on a Sunday morning, I was dressed for church and walked into the living room. My mom gave me what I thought, at that time, was the strangest gift. She asked, “Do you know the song ‘Where He leads me, I will follow?” I hesitantly told her that I did. She then asked me to sing it. When I finished, she gave me a hug and said, ” That’s your gift.” I was a bit confused. And then she repeated that the song was her gift for my 18th birthday. I tucked it away because, for one thing, I know my mom well enough to know that I would more than likely need it in the future.
About a month later, on a cold night in the Nashville studio, I was sitting on my mom’s knee. Along with my producer, we were reviewing the songs I had just finished recording. We began to notice a common thread to all of the songs. They were ultimately saying one thing. The words Lead Me echoed among us. At that moment a stillness came into the studio. It was that God moment for which we had all been waiting.
On my 19th birthday, about 4 p.m. I heard a knock on the door. Boxes of the finished product were delivered. The new EP Lead Me was complete, yet just beginning.