Bio
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"To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. . ." ~Ecclesiastes 3:1
A non-Christian at a Christian college. A mis-fit who hid behind an alabaster mask. A young woman who tried to blend in. Wasn't she a Christian? Didn't she grow up in church? Why doesn't anything make sense?
Freshman year. Walk-on basketball hopeful. She couldn't understand the Bible, but hoops made sense. Practice, practice, practice. Out on the asphalt court at dawn, she worked hard on her moves and they succeeded from endline to endline, but not in the classroom. Professors know a bluff when they see it. She thought she was hidden. So naive.
Back to the court.
So many questions. What were those professors talking about? Who was she? Nothing was making sense. But the shots were going in and the rebounds were landing in her hands, so she pressed on.
Senior year. Something had to change and something did, but she didn't do it. Out of seemingly nowhere, God made the change. Suddenly, she could see. For the first time, she realized that her life had been a sham and now she was beginning a new life. Regeneration. God awakened her and gave her understanding. Of Him. Of so many things.
It was a strange morning. Odd. Miraculous. She picked up her roommate's guitar and began to strum. A song came out. Had she played guitar before? Well, not really. A few lessons in sixth grade, but then she quit. It was too hard. Now it was all pouring out easily. The chords echoed the words of truth -- truth from God, truth that had been hidden from her.
She no longer had to hide behind self-righteousness. Oh, yes, she was such a good girl. Didn't smoke, didn't drink, didn't swear. She did everything right. But now she saw her sin. The real person. . .inside. For the first time, she let her sin define her. And then she rejoiced in His grace. He took that sin from her. He erased it from her account. He redefined her in Him, in His righteousness.
No more hiding, no more bluffing. She went to class and understood. The words of the Bible made sense. She had a new life now. She no longer had need to define herself by basketball. No more hiding behind hoops. Or an alabaster mask.
That morning, that redefining dawn, she had played that guitar as if she had been playing for years. She promised God that she would use music to glorify Him.Several years ago, the Lord gave me the ability to play guitar and to write songs. In all truthfulness, I can't say that I've ever sat down to write a song. Each song stems from the stories of my life and what I feel are the expressions of God's heart. The most important thing about the songs I play are that they are real. The pain, the hurt, the hope, and the victory are as close to my heart as the experiences in my life which build my testimony.
My mission is not about drawing crowds and noting the number of people who attend and who receive Christ. I am about people. That is all. My heart is to offer hope and healing through the Gospel of salvation to a lost and hurting world in need of a Savior. God has gifted me in the area of music, so that is the platform from which I spring, but my heart is to serve people, to pray with them, to relate to them in a real way.
~tonya