12/12/2025
I’ve started to share this several times, but I’ve struggled to put it into words.
Last week, a frozen pipe burst in our home and caused significant flooding. By the time I was able to shut off the main water supply, there was literally a waterfall pouring through the ceiling—straight into my studio space.
The water spread across nearly every square inch of the room… except the area where my music and recording gear sits.
Gear can be replaced, and insurance would cover that. But the content—files, masters, years of ideas and work—would have been gone forever if the computers and hard-drive backups had been destroyed. Yet somehow, the water stopped about one foot short of all of it.
Making music—especially Christian music—has often been an emotional roller coaster for me. I’ve wrestled for years with the question: Is this simply something I enjoy, or is it truly service to the Lord? I know I’m not alone in that struggle. Lately, I’ve been praying specifically for clarity and direction.
I started experimenting with digital recording when I was 16—just a keyboard, a computer mic, and free software in my parents’ house. Over time, I learned more, invested in better gear, and eventually made a conscious decision to pursue this as a way to honor God. I’ve had dreams of studio work becoming my full-time vocation, and even dreams of full-time music ministry. Along the way, I’ve seriously considered walking away from it altogether—and a couple of times, I actually did. But each time, I found myself slowly rebuilding.
On the very day this flooding happened, I was writing in my prayer journal about this exact struggle—asking God for direction and thanking Him for providing, even when my purpose felt unclear. I was finishing a sentence when I got the frantic call from my wife about the flood.
Now, standing in that space and looking at the water lines on the walls—seeing precisely where the water stopped—I can’t shake the realization that this was one of the clearest and most direct communications from the Lord I’ve ever experienced. If I had arrived even five minutes later, the outcome would have been very different.
The photo shows what the space looks like right now. We’ll be moving out for at least a couple of months while mitigation and reconstruction take place. This isn’t something we wanted—especially this time of year—but I’m overwhelmed with gratitude. And I’m filled with a renewed resolve to continue the work God has placed on my heart: sharing the Gospel through music.
Not only did I receive a clear affirmation that this work has purpose, but the response from those around us has been extraordinary. I want to say a sincere thank you to our family, friends, church family, and the teams at and for their kindness, compassion, prayers, and generosity.
What an awesome God we serve.
To Him be all the glory.
