Driving home from church one Sunday-out of the blue-I started singing the chorus to this song. I love the fact that, for me, walking with God lets me feel closer to Him.

At the time I wrote this, I was already weary of the politically-charged atmosphere, and needed to feel more grounded. This song came from a lot of prayer.

In 1990, we finished a home to resale during the Red's wire to wire season. We passed this church & sign every time we went there to work. I wrote it down on a piece of paper and finished the song about 20 years later. It's my modern day hymn.

The story of Jesus has epic moments where God answered His peoples' prayers. They longed for a Messiah: He sent the answer as a baby in a manger. This song covers thousands of years up to Jesus' return. I can see this being used as a choral piece.

I'm usually upbeat, but got upset over accessibility issues and had a real pity party. I questioned why God gave me a gift if I wasn't able to get where I could use it? In that moment, my pity turned to praise knowing I sing for an audience of one.

A friend's adult son, with a diagnosed mental disorder, went into a hospital with his Bible and guitar. He said he would wait there for his miracle. He got his miracle and left the hospital, after a few weeks of therapy, medication, playing worship music and reading his Bible! The story in its entireity was so inspiring, I decided to write a song about it from the "patient's perspective."

As mentioned, briefly in my Bio, after cutting off four fingers from my left hand several years ago.
The good news was my hand surgeon at the time was able to re-pin all four fingers back in place and thus he gave me back my hand. The bad news he gave me after mutable surgeries was, I would never regain enough hand function to be able to play guitar again. In all honesty, I was happy at that time to have my hand with all fingers back in place. However, after the following three years passed, I decided it was time to sell all my guitars. That is when reality kicked in, I had not played an instrument or sang for the last three years while my hand was healing up. This was not something I was able to accept as the new normal.
So, I found myself driving to a Music store in Nashville one day, and while there, I walked straight pass all the guitars hanging up (something I never did in the past) and I picked up a Ukulele for the very first time.
I realized right away that the cords shape's we different from a guitar, so a store attendant, saw my struggle to understand the instrument, He kindly brought me a Ukulele book, opened it up to the basic cord pages. And I quickly realized that just by holding down one note on the fret board, I was able to play a C cord, holding down two notes, I was able to play an F cord. Even though it was a struggle for the fingers on my left hand to make these shapes, I found myself doing it, and I thought, My God, I think I can learn to play this little Ukulele? So long story short, I bought that Ukulele, the book and went home to learn more chords. I was so elated that I was making some king of sound again with this small instrument, that I wrote my first Ukulele song in the first Hour of owning the instrument.
So, I wrote and recorded this original song, "Lord lead me and guide me" as a testimony to thank God that he never leaves us through our trials, and that the prayers of all my friends and family members helped bring me through this very difficult time and now several years later, I am writing and singing and performing brand new songs with my little Ukulele!