A Beginning

I'm not quite sure how to start a blog; this is my first time. I suppose I will share the first story about music in my life that I can remember. My father sings in a local men's chorus, they represent a company which helps people with mental disabilities. When I was young, we went all over the place on Sunday nights to listen to my father sing in the chorus. Their sound was good and the director was quite precise, but my attention immediately went to the faces of the men in the choir. It was very easy to see why they were singing; for the people they represent. When I sing in choirs I often think back on that memory and remember who I sing for; the one who gave me the gift, Jesus Christ.