Life through Joy's Eyes.
I was the quintessential copycat child, much to the chagrin of my sister. My sister had been playing piano for quite a while, which meant I, of course, decided that I must play as well. Mom ran me through the usual responsibility questions: “Will you practice regularly? Are you sure you want to ...
My sister Janine used to play keyboards in the band at church. As little siblings do, I wanted to do what Janine did...but differently. Because after all, I’m the youngest and am experiencing the world fully at the ripe age of 11. In my clearly (not) rational mind, the whole world revolves around me (even though ...
This morning, I did something that I haven't done in a long, long time. I co-led worship in front of about 80 people, alongside my friend Mel on the keys, and Sue and HannaMarie on vocals. The events of the past day or so have been oddly connected on one topic: Identity. Last night at ...
When I posted this back in September of 2007, I got in some trouble with mom. Apparently, I decided to write about the near-death experience that I had just had before calling mom...so she found out about the whole ordeal through my writing. As is customary, I didn't provide the details she needed to know ...
Last Friday night, I embarked on a "first." I hosted a jam session. You may say, "But Joy, you're a musician! Surely you have had jam sessions before!" Well, yes...but always in the awkward in-between moments at rehearsals for services. That's different. We are talking about a stripped-down, no-plan, just-us-and-a-few-guitars type of jam session. Before ...
